It is raining day and night,

Your name is written in raindrops,

On a moonlit window,

Longing eats me up....

I am made of sunshine and stardust,

And comes alive under a rosy firmament.

In cherry blossoms,

I see your face,

Emblazed by the sun,

You smile capriciously,

In my dream.

The Summers,come and go

Even the Springs betray.

O love.......

Sell not your heart,

To every season!

Your heart is your master.

Please make your own seasons.

By Monalisa Parida

From: India

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