Symphonies aching for ages
The heartbeats never felt alive
Monsoon being the only season
It rained and rained
From the morning till night.
A soft zephyr along the skyline
The season might change
When everything was blue, lilac—
It was all stained.
The colors started dripping
From the collosal greens
The spring was finally here
With an absolute enchanting beam
A rainbow in the sky,
A girl on her knees,
Waiting for a unicorn,
To make her senses come to life.
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Poetryjust some random words poured in a chain to create something that is mesmerizing and attractive....it's my first venture on writing! hope I do well😃
