Shyam Wayanad

Rookie (15-7-1987 / wayanad)

Rain

Winds and snow have passed by,
Scorching heat done away
The dark clouds gather over
And its time for rain...

Every clap of thunder gives a promise,
Every streak of lighting lights hope
Of glorious rain, of calm rain
The rain that shall wash away
Every dust of the past....

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