EVERY DAY IS WONDERFULLI WAS TOLD BY MY PROFESSORS
I PROBABLY WAS TOO NAIVE TO HAVE AN INCLINATION
I LIVED MY UNIV LIFE
I HAPEN TO LIVE IN MY UNIV
REVERBERATION STILL TOUCH MY EARS
MY HEART LOOKS
MY BRAIN REMAINS SILENT
MY SOUL KEEPS ITS MOUTH SHUT
ONE DAY
A FRESH MONSOON SHOWER CAME IN MY TERRACE
I WAS BUSY IN MY WORLD
OF NO RELEVANCE
SHE CAME AND SAT BESIDE ME
I SHUFLED HER BEAUTIFULL HAIR
LOOK !TODAY I WILL PUT SOME OLIVE OIL
SHE SAID WHY
JUST KEEP YOUR BEAUTIFULL HAIR LOOK LUSTROUS
SHE OPINED :IS IT SO
I WAS NOT SURE
BUT I NODDED MY HEAD
BEFORE I COULD FIND A FEW MOMENTS
MONSOON SHOWER THUNDERED OUTSIDE IN MY TERRACE
SHE RAN OUT TO HAVE A GLIMPSE OF IT
SHE WAS WET TO THE LAST
COME! ITS TOO LONG
BUT SHE ENJOYED IN THE THUNDEROUS BREAKS
I LOOKED HER HAIR
I FELT WITH MY LITTLE FINGERS
I TOUCHED THE SOFT
IT WERE OLIVE OILED
THE GRACE OF BEAUTY
HAUNTS ME
I HAVE A SHOWER AGAIN IN MY TERRACE
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