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The road was all mud
she slipped with the drizzle
and you couldn't tell
the color she wore
but her big awed eyes
colored the land in all colors
making her lose breath
gazing at every little thing
till over the noise of lightning
boomed her father's voice
be fast girl before the rain is harder
when she would run for his hand
and slip again and again
counting fun at every fall
her eyes a glowing island
from the mud scarred face.

Once in the market
the man gave her a good wash
little knowing she was drenched
with all the dreams
eyes could ever see.
May be I should have,
Never come to this town.
With all my accent and tradition,I made myself a clown.
When I first entered, I wish you would be around,
To teach,to preach, to save me, when I drown.
We are no match and I think I let you down.
A dilemma, of a girl who just came to a different place after marriage and facing differences in culture
The green leaves are playing with rain
and I'm feeling lonely this evening.
I remember it was raining
Last year we were here together
I still miss that day more than anything!

When the raindrops touch your beauty
and make you feel pleasure
Yet I just keep watching where
with my thirsty eyes
and I deeply enjoy your wet black hair!

I have stopped writing to enjoy your dance
in the rain and just have dreamed that,
Don't be shy onto me just dance
and don't hide your rainy face
Maybe I'm a new bird in your rainforest!

You know I'm a stranger
My country is far away from you
But I'm impressed with your lank wet hair!
When the evening has become darker
and the rain has stopped, I'm feeling lonely again!
BE
Each and every time i close my eyes i think of you
Yes the you...the very you
The you who haunts me in my sleep
Visits me in my dreams
Teases my senses
Messes with my head
Plays with my hair
Whispers erotica in my ears
Leaves me twisting and turning in my sleep
And then leaves without a trace...
I'm yet to discover who you are
What u look like?
What u smell like?
What u taste like?
What u feel like?
And most of all who are u really?
Do u actually exist?
Or are u just a figment of my imagination ?
One of those crazy hallucinations
Someone too good to be true
Or are you some sort of futuristic vision?
Or some kind of premonition?
Well..whoever or whatever you are...
....u're certainly hellbent on depriving me of sleep!!!
Time saved is of no use if you don't use it.
Don't repeat your old mistakes..Analyse and learn from them but at the same don't be afraid to make new ones.
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