The sky has gone under the cloudy blanket.
Moon and stars are on their happy leave.
Rain has gifted the greenish leaves the most prescious pearls.
happy, contented, they are tossing their heads in the air.
streets are cherishing the silver grains on them.
the shadow of the street lights have created an intensely romantic atmosphere. cold, chilled wind knocks me,
I shiver and dream.
Night becomes darker..
dreams become reality in my numb eyes.
©manjistha
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