It didn't rain much, did it, you ask.
the windshield of your car has a few drops
sitting quietly and reflecting the world,
in no hurry to flow down or to evaporate.
While I, quite oblivious of the world and its rain,
the windshield of your car has a few drops
sitting quietly and reflecting the world,
in no hurry to flow down or to evaporate.
While I, quite oblivious of the world and its rain,
sit drenched, like a plant after
a long drought, in the rain
that poured down from your lips.
അഭിപ്രായങ്ങളൊന്നുമില്ല:
ഒരു അഭിപ്രായം പോസ്റ്റ് ചെയ്യൂ