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Melancholy Fell with The Rain

  • Writer: Mast Culture
    Mast Culture
  • Jul 10, 2025
  • 1 min read

By Pavithra R


My Legs, hugging

My hands too !

A bed, two.

When will we hug eachother?


It was pouring.

As though it were crying.

It ran down to earth,

unable to bear the separation.

Earth hugged it.

Heat escaped from its soul,

all the warmth melted away,

chills began to spread all over.


Why did this bother?

Maybe I missed you more?

I am not sure !

Maybe I loved you more?

Yes, I know this for sure.


By Pavithra R

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