...know not I

Where the road takes us
know not we
the rain has had its' dance
it's water at every glance
little islands of tall buildings
mini puddles as ripples
reflected glory
washed out sprints
splashes of hope
muddy footmarks
seizing our dreams
colorful umbrellas
dripping raincoats
bhuna bhuttas
melting icecreams
romantic glances
shy smiles
picturesque nature
where the road takes me
know not I!


nice capture of the rainy weather :)pleasant poem just like the cool breeze blowing outside
Blue Lily said…
Oh... What I would give to take that road :)

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