The Rainfalls
Behind every watery drop lies a scene, the scene of clouds covering the eternity of the above expanse, we are beholding the mysterious water carriers draped in the attire of black and grey, covering the blue heavens and spreading its arms far and wide, the cottons of water are coming in haste, trying to overcome the sunly gaze and fillup the earth with specks of tiny particles of watery droplets around. We all amazed run up to the balcony to see this holy vision of the heavens meeting the earth, through the watery communication...We see the clouds start to mumble and rumble along with the other, flashing bulbs that explode after every use and sounding furious in its blackish, angry feathers giving out the message that we have come to wetten your souls, that have been made unholy by unfruitful ruthless souls and have made your life traumatic and warm, cool off with my cool drops, let my anger flow and make you smile, make you seek me, make you bathe in my flow and pour...Lets fall, lets