Dusty melancholic roars….
Coming from the very core….
Fleeting of a long gone soundless thunder…
A last left piece of the blue sky peeping from a corner,
Attempting to make its presence felt amongst the dark clouds…
Brownish green leaves relentlessly clinging to the trees…
Tiny birds gathering all their strength to fly against the wind…
All this stage show… without a drop of water
It reminded me of something…
As if a part of me was on display…
Coming from the very core….
Fleeting of a long gone soundless thunder…
A last left piece of the blue sky peeping from a corner,
Attempting to make its presence felt amongst the dark clouds…
Brownish green leaves relentlessly clinging to the trees…
Tiny birds gathering all their strength to fly against the wind…
All this stage show… without a drop of water
It reminded me of something…
As if a part of me was on display…
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