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Jul 2018
Tiny droplets of water

falling from the skies above.

You can’t hold them with streched hands

nor collect them in your closed palms.

You either soak in them or

see them disappear into the ground.

Their touch will induce a chill and

makes you cringe as you get

drenched by the waterfall.

The tiny raindrops coalescence and

impart onto you a positive charge.

They wash away your inhibitions, making you bold and carefree of staring eyeballs.

The falling raindrops let you experience the joys of nonchalance

in an otherwise over conscience existence of yours.

These little droplets of rain incite you to live

by listening to your heart rather than for pleasing the eyes of all.
Sunny Gulati
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