xor eax, eax

I was caught up somewhere in the rain today, then I took a shelter under a tin roof of a small shop. It was then that I noticed the sound of raindrops.. playing like an orchestra .. a different sweet music of its own.. tippy tapping …very random.. yet very musical.. At first it was  grrrr feeling .. then it went greener .. full of varied emotions .. mixed feelings…tense, excited, sad, euphoric, pleasing strangely… this poem is the grrr to green in my life.. its about the desire .. which is desired .. denied .. achieved .. quenched .. resulting wrinkles … tensions around and then it dies .. In the following lines, I have tried to capture what I went through in the lovely evening.

Here it goes.

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Shoulders clutched,
Shrieking pain
Tattering leaves
Crying for Rain

Darkened doorway
Lightening scrawled
Grippling, thundering
Child’s appal

Spasmodic, tumbling
Roaring and silent,
Heavy, moisturous
Pleasing and violent

Timpani, chatter, clatter
Rap, tap, rattatat
Staccato drumming
Rhythm of the rain
Sipping away all the pain

Furious, noisy
Dark and grey
Settling equations
With sun’s fray

Revenge, cries or snare
God’s anger or despair
Eternal bliss or divine chant
Raingod arrows every flair

Drops fall,
Wrinkle the sea
Purge, diminish,
Then die utterly

Thirsty leaves
Drink it all
Drop by drop
Until the rain stops

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