The Poet Writes "The rain in october, Have been

"The Poet Writes "The rain in october, Have been believed as the monsoon returns. Returns to the dry land of autumn, Bidding the last good bye, as the sole reason. Clouds darken up the sky, Hiding its sheer blueishness, Drenching up the awaited town, With her drizzle in silence. Silence of many untold tales, The shower converses with the land, Which doesn't appear to end, Just pausing with an "and....." Once the clouds pass by, The blue appears even bluer, The rain has made a promise, To come meeting the land, in the next year." The rain, the October, the autumn, Have all set to bid a farewell and start afresh and new. Closing the diary, the poet writes, "The rain has greeted and met one last time, Dearest beloved, When will you?""

Arshi Acharya

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The Poet Writes "The rain in october, Have been believed as the monsoon returns. Returns to the dry land of autumn, Bidding the last good bye, as the sole reason. Clouds darken up the sky, Hiding its sheer blueishness, Drenching up the awaited town, With her drizzle in silence. Silence of many untold tales, The shower converses with the land, Which doesn't appear to end, Just pausing with an "and....." Once the clouds pass by, The blue appears even bluer, The rain has made a promise, To come meeting the land, in the next year." The rain, the October, the autumn, Have all set to bid a farewell and start afresh and new. Closing the diary, the poet writes, "The rain has greeted and met one last time, Dearest beloved, When will you?"

We often wait,and probably just keep waiting for that one thing to happen or to meet that person for one last time. And that one last time does not even ticks the clock.

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