A poem on the joy of watching a clear blue sky after heavy rainfall. Although, the pouring at Dhule wasn't devastating like it was in other parts of the country. However, it was quite a melancholic to bear the rains for days and nights.Poem inspired by the prompt: Whisk by @microprompt (Twitter)More poems you might like:Pages of LifeWaves of ThoughtsHope's Alive Always Original link
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