It’s morning of Sunday- dark, cloudy and wet,
With a hot cup of tea, my rainy vibes are set.
Through my window, droplets of rain grazing on my eyes,
That delighted feeling to be drenched rise.
Warmy temperature got replaced with a stormy weather,
My soul wants to fly in the sky like a feather.
Suddenly, a gust of wind came with it’s frosty wave,
I felt like cool as ice with it’s behave.
The sound of thunderstorm exhilarated me to have fun on this rainy day,
And forget all the worries and leave the stress far away… .
By: Anushika Gupta
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