Saturday, 2 July 2011


One drop fell on my face
And then many of them all over the place.
They fell down like a terracotta army
Approaching their enemy.
When they hit the ground
They flickered for a second
And then gone the next moment.
They jumped from here to there
As if in a game.
They sneaked inside the crakes
Like in a game of hide and seek
And disappears as the warm shadows started to chase.

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