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lalala new wip since i can't finish anythiiinngg~
A Song of Rain!
Listening to the pitter-patter
of raindrops on dry leaves
still clinging to trees—
as if they’re keeping rhythm,
whispering, "don’t you leave."
Monsoon delight,
drenched in light—
a pool of wetness
under dusky skies.
It came to us
like a golden beam,
cloaked in dust
and rising steam.
Raindrops bring
a thousand answers
to the questions blooming
in the minds of romancers.
Water is known
to hold memory tight—
every heartache,
every summer night—
glowing inside the bloomers
of monsoons and thunder.
Rain brings a fantasy—
magical in melody,
sweet and seasonal,
soft and sensational.
Its tender touch
on my garden's face
restores the green,
revives the place—
a kiss of earth,
A song of grace.
🪶 génie
PS: Raindrops sometimes motivate!
My door gotta slay
Not dead. Just been outside.
Moonsoon k baadlon ne shehr e Karachi ko bhi bil-akhir Salaam kr hi dya hai.
Chatni banany ja rhi hun, pakoray ab mama banayengi.