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Drizzles It’s drizzling Over the half-furrowed field A frog jumps, happy and thrilled. It’s drizzling On the leaves of dark green colour An yellow bee feasts on a flower. It’s drizzling Over the lone banyan tree A squirrel in the nest sits carefree. It’s drizzling on the brick-red rooftops Two girls sing and dance in blue tops. #poem#review#Florence

MyselfMyself I stood there like a lifeless lighthouse Ashore the vast and furious ocean Beckoned by the turquoise potion Which I chose to not drink and drowse I looked back to find myself Once a beacon of hope and mirth To the lost wanderers of the earth Now I feel dragged down by a dark elf I stood there amid the starless sky With no company but bitter thoughts Where I kept untangling the knots Of my unburied past with a deep sigh I look forward to find myself A rekindled flame, never to waver Never to die out, burning forever An illuminated soul and rejuvenated self. #poem#review#Florence

Haiku Sunshine after rain, Droplets on the spider web Glisten on and off. #review#haiku#Florence

Haiku The storm raged outside Frightening the little blue birds And rain fell sideways. #haiku#review#Florence

Haiku Look at the prim rose Rain-soaked, wind-kissed and enticed Emanating joy! #haiku#review#Florence

Haiku Flowers in garden Basking in the petrichor Sway in balmy wind. #review#haiku#Florence

Haiku Dark grey clouds gathered, A drop of rain on my nose Eruption of joy! #review#haiku#Florence

HaikuHaiku A blooming red rose With raindrops like pearls Blushes like a bride. #review#haiku#Florence