Rhim-Jhim,the Variable Fate

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The rhim-jhim of the rain
Down cobbled Cacophony lane…
The rhim-jhim of the same
Rolled down the cheek of a dame.
The rhim jhim of the same
Came down the moist eye of a dame;
Down her silky hair it came
The rhim-jhim of the rain.


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The rhim-jhim of the rain
Down cobbled Euphony lane…
The rhim-jhim of the same
Rolled down the bangle of a dame.
The rhim-jhim of the same
Came down at God’s joyous name;
Down her smiling lips it came
The rhim-jhim of the rain.

I was sitting at my study-table when it started to rain- the first rain of the year! I just could not resist the sweet smell of the wet mud and the serene rhim-jhim of the rain against my windowsill and went downstairs. After I came back to my room drenched to the skin I finally got an inspiration for my next poem which I have shared with you. Although my poem is quite short I hope I have been able to highlight how the same rain brings joy and sadness to two different people not far from each other. The funny thing is that both being witnesses to the same indiscriminate rain are experiencing highly variable fate.

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