It
was monsoon,
A
rainy day,
She
stood there,
Near
the highway,
Waiting
for someone,
With
a bunch of orchid her hand,
Mixed
feeling was readable,
And
it started drizzling,
“Patience”
was what she endured,
A
cool breeze waved her short hair,
Her glasses
was all drenched with water droplets,
The
highway was silent,
Only
the rain drops echoed all over,
Then
the headlights turned on,
There
was no sign of that someone,
The
rain already made her wet,
And
the darkness allotted,
But
still she had some hope,
To
fix the misunderstanding,
To
get that prestige back,
To
fill the gap of happiness,
Her
hope faded away along with the rain,
It
seemed nobody wanted them to be together,
It
seemed she was hurt deep down,
The
pain which was irrepressible,
The
drizzling of the rain continued,
The
fog lurked in slowly,
Even
the flower which she was holding,
Bent
down like her head did,
She
knew it was too late to apologize,
Along
with the darkness she prowled,
In
that darkness all alone,
Who
was that her?
Who
was that someone?
It’s
just me and my vibes,
Vibes
that faded.
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