Burning Raindrops

Toshita
Poets Unlimited
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1 min readApr 18, 2019

With the raindrops falling over me
I wonder, where you are!
Are you dancing to the muse of the storm?
Or hanging at a bar!
Are you burning all those letters down?
Or drowning in a jar!
Are you turning back to look at me?
Or cursing every flower!
Are you visiting all the good-bad paths?
Or banging every car!
Are you staring at me walking by?
Or wishing every star!
Are you wandering just like me these days?
Or hiding every scar!
With the raindrops falling over me
I wonder, where you are!

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Toshita
Poets Unlimited

"You think, I do not belong because you have not seen me in the mud. But, how can you see me when i am dirty, if i shower every night?"