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The Fiery rain

As she walked in the heavy rain,
Her Fire knew no calm.
She was drenched from head to toe in those droplets which were meant to soothe her.
Maybe in a weird way they did provide comfort to her,
And the fire that was picking up speed.
She walked the deserted streets,
Knowing nothing new , nothing old.
Just a state where she could connect with herself.
A place where she knew she was standing on the crossroads of past and future,
The crossroad known as her present.
And as she spread her arms and twirled her body,
Smile lighting up on her face with the fusion of her fire and the spilling of the droplets,
A thunder roared behind her.
Silencing the noises…..

Published by Lavanya Gupta

She/Her.Country.Cricket.Creativity. Student both literally and metaphorically.Aspiring lawyer.My eyes open everyday from the hypocrisy in our society. So no choice than learning something new everyday.

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