The raindrops start pouring in your eyes Lashes you down….I had fallen
The evening is gone ….my window of love has been kept opened….
You came and vanished on your own shadow
You made your own river , cried on your own eyes….
You kept bathing on your own raindrops
I still feel incomplete on your water of love
The Raincoat of love is gone …
No matter where you’re
The last monsoon was following you
I waited for you on my sleepless door
The raindrops still writes on my roof of poems
The river is waiting for you likewise me
The Raincoat of emotions is gone
My day is still incomplete
As you had never come back
Excellently portrayed by you young author, I don’t remember when I had last time read matured lines ……I would say a rainy romantic evening of incomplete desires.
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Thank you Sir
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I am in love with your lines….keep writing for us
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