pranavsunitabhatnagar
  Junior Member

O! Sweet rain..

Oh! the cold breezy morning,
Rain pouring down,
O lord! Am I worth the happiness that melts in the rain?
There's a dark gray hue across the sky,
As I stroll around splashing water
In the Bleak world, and Solitude, and me
Every patter has an...

– by Anvita Bhatnagar