Raining gift

Omg, it's raining. Can't express that animating. The voices with those drops, had healing with each splashing. The feelings get me thrilled. Some say, would get ill. Few minded not to join, Won't ask who don't mind. It's life, it's a choice. Alive or some disguise. You can say them insane, diversities long to hoist....

जिन्दगी का कुछ यूँ है फलसफा,

This poem is about life and it's learnings in short moments of our life, read slowly and enjoy depth of lines

scrupled bliss

poem is about uncertainties or hesitation of minds. In life, I guess all of us had many hesitations so far, like as talking to someone, or doubts on self or people, but should it stop us, I wish not.