Its raining...
slow and continuous,
mild drizzle or pouring,
chilly and biting,
to flesh and bones.
dark clouds soaring above,
scant populace on streets,
small streams flow on path,
taking the impurities with it....
and submerging my feet.
A bit of melancholy it is?
or a moment of nostalgia,
affecting my sensibilities,
giving off those vibes,
bringing out my mood swings!!
Its raining,
with its breeze,
spreading the petrichor ....
and immersed in its flavor,
are my heart and soul.
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