Tuesday, November 21, 2023

Poem 64 : It's Raining In My Brain

 It's Raining In My Brain
                                   - T ABRAHAM

It's raining and raining,
The breeze started nineteen years back,
The rain started eighteen years back,
It's raining and raining,
My brain is overflowing,
Raining heavily for four months,
The breeze adds chills,
My brain is flooded,
No decay or rot,
But only my thoughts,
Overthinking is not the case,
But creative it is,
Uniquely made for me,
This rain keeps it's phase,
It's raining and raining,
But it is never draining,
Rot and weeds washed away,
Thoughts and ideas rushed in,
Crops growing and birds singing,
Never will I starve anymore,
It's raining and raining,
Never will it stop,
Never shall I stop.

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