Being a Pluvophile…

Being a Pluvophile…

The drops started to descend,

from up the heavens,

as if the quiet of the skies,

wanted to scream,

or shower their blessings upon,

the earthly beings!


The winds were clairvoyant enough,

singing the impending,

happily welcoming the arrival,

of the distinct joyness,

of the colorful umbrellas,

and the power to surrender to the beauty.


(Beauty here is the rains that have started with the drops and wind is the source which is bringing up closely the message of the monsoon shower to come. Here, A pluvophile describes rain as the thing of ‘distinct joyness’ as if thanking the winds, the monsoon winds to bring along the respiting showers with them.)





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