I Lost my Smile in winter,
forgotten happiness in summer
while I am getting forlorn in life.
Monsoon taught me to resilient again
and a drop from cloud to land
brings back all my nostalgia
in someone that thing is magical
and exquisite that turns out
to be an another happiness,
to feel and smile, to seal from the drop
what I felt inside.
Have started loving as other lives started
to make a thread of recreating joy within me.