Raindrops Dancing on My Nose
a rain drops story
By Sunil KushwahaPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read
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Raindrops, raindrops, pitter-patter,
Tiny dancers on my matter.
Down my cheeks they take a slide,
Giggling whispers, side by side.
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Across my nose, a ticklish race,
Leaving trails upon my face.
On my chin, a puddle grows,
Catching rainbows in its nose.
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Tongue peeks out, a curious sip,
Sunshine sweetness on my lip.
Raindrops dance, a joyful spree,
Washing worries out of me.
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So let them fall and let them sing,
Raindrops, laughter, on the wing.
For in their splash, a world takes flight,
Where puddles hold the sun's warm light.
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Sunil Kushwaha
I am a writer of the poems that can touch the heart of the people
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