“Dancing in the breeze they quivered hand in hand, the ecstasy was galore,
The fine droplets emblazoned them, like emotions just about to pour.
Being together is all that mattered, the euphoria was immense,
The moment they wanted to live eternally, was beyond all pretense.”
Simi
Through the lens of Dr Sujay
“The morning dew when stays as droplets, appears enigmatic yet heavenly, resembling life,
The life which is so transitory yet magnificently persists, making us strive”
Simi
As i see the clouds, scattered in the sky..
I am amazed at their efforts, each time they pass by.
For some they are apprehension, for some romantically bright..
To me they are the darks, trying to turn light.
For they carry the water, with a roar, all the way..
And sprinkle the droplets, wherever they may.
They are peaceful and serene once their task is done.
But till the work is over, they wait for none.
Jhoomte mor, lehrate ped aur saundhi si khushbu se aaj jab meri need khuli..
To barbas hi bus ek chah iss mann se nikali..
Kaash ki ye baarish insaan ko bhi paak kar jaati..
Phir hum se bhi mitti ki si khushbu aati..!
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