Dancing wild in some boisterous thunderstorm,
Disheveled and scattered,
Draped in darkness,
Lost in the canvas of wilderness,
The raindrops fighting hard to sustain the squall.
And when the gale abates,
The fortitude prevails despite broken scape,
Those millions of helpless drops come together to form a gushing stream,
Flowing with vigor,
Defeating the ostensible destruction.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
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Strong and powerful..surviving beyond all odds.
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Thank you so much
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Pictoric beauty
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Thank you so much, Adithya
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“Draped in darkness.” I love that phrase. Great imagery.
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Thank you for reading and your beautiful comment
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Wonderfully penned!
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Thank you so much, Richa
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Hope beyond, nice piece!
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Thank you, Warren
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