Tears and Rain

Posted byJashaswini MishraPosted inPoetryTags:, , 
Teardrops of the sky,
beautifully round,
fall all around,
on the leaves, the houses
and on the ground.

The sky cries profusely,
seems as if it is hurt,
cleansing all the dirt
from its heart,
leaving itself inert.

Like the sky, I cry too,
with unbearable pain
exploding my brain,
hopes and dreams
difficult to explain.

I then ask myself
if the sky is my twin.
Each time I cry, it pours in.
Resemblance of some sort
lies within.

~©Jashaswini_Mishra

Published by Jashaswini Mishra

Proud Indian🇮🇳.Dentist by profession and a poet, sketch artist and singer by passion.

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