Beneath the shadow of shadows
I had a Tête-à-tête with rain...
It said to me its all secrets
I enmeshed its way of saying
Pure inside with some flaws
Gave a lullaby when it touches the land
Land in turn gave it a stand for its music to play
It had music in between the notes
Silence its language
Yet it come with a roar
Together the people of rain
Drape down their way
It comes in hope
That eagle will mingle with its flow
Waiting for the chimerical site of rain
Thousands of souls dancing
Mere site of its way of pondering
Irony giggles its path
Made them open an umbrella
Thoughts come over again
Have a vile temper
Over its forthcoming
Have I done anything wrong?
By coming forward to the perspective hopes
I replied you are the best ever pleasure
Without you existence was hard
You are a dab hand at making
Thoughts of kalon
Shines with a smile
Casts its invisible shadow onto the world
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