The first drop of rain fell on my face,
Rolling, it made way
down the face,
When it touches the
edge of my mouth,
It tasted salty; I
wonder, is rain salty or the tears,
Which got mixed with
the drop of rain?
As thunder roar from
the mighty sky,
I didn’t block my
ears or shout as usual,
It didn’t even scare
me today.
May be, I am tired of
the noises in my mind
Which have been lately
getting on my nerves?
For the first time in
my life,
I wished lightning
can last more than a few seconds,
And flash little
longer,
To light the path I
am unable to see
And clear the little
noises in my head.
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