His curly hair wet, drip
After a shower from the skies;
Takes shelter under a bridge.
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This is lovely, indeed... first stanza is sweet.. and i feel there is some mysterious element here tooo.. i mean i dont know.. i felt that way.. and i liked this one very much indeed.. short but very entertaining narrative.. wtih loves shan
yeh so very true that same happens when writing poems too one gets into a romantic mood hearing the pitter patter on the roof lol! ! ! ! ! -10 anjali
nice to read, Mamta...'lifts' up my spirit this morning...coffee or not...thanks...10
monsson seem to have made the match...lovely and romantic...pls read my 'a life taken by many' - karna
Ek barsaath ki raat, is everyone's dream, , , , , , , , , , , expecting a beautiful girl knocking the door at midnight fully drenched in rain, the guy is all alone at home, offers some tea..........then the story goes on..........Mamtaji, you capture the deepst corners of common hearts.