Spills and Splashes

Dark and hazy, mother nature in the spotlight
Your Spills and splashes
Materialize though without an invite
Scary be your sound and light, we know you are underway

Your chilling breeze I like
Sweet Scent of cool fresh air
How do we give back to you?
What you get when it's nature's affair

Repeatedly you shower our Essence
Your splatter indeed a Wonder
And like magic again your Evanescence
We are yet left to Marvel

Innumerable like the babies you bring forth
They take with them umpteen Sparkle
In your splendor doth we bask henceforth
Trapped in the Web of your magnificence
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It suddenly got all dark and hazy; the birds, herds and their owners bail for the nearest 'santuary'.
'The wind moaned, chilled breeze came rustling heavily through, from the tall aging and desolate trees Eastwards. Automobiles and Humans getting scanty with each passing second.

Upstairs lying on my bed, I got an 'Eagle's view' of the neighbourhood. Moments like this were the best time to write.

Quickly I picked up my 'Pen and Paper' to scribble down as I got inspired to.

Then I found myself back in high school. All 'em Good 'ol days thingy'
School was extra fun the days it rained heavily. We had lots of time to gist and play because the classroom usually would get very dark and noisy. It was also time for mischief.
Usually you would hear screams from different corners....the 'trouble makers' performing their enterprise of course!
Sad part was, the entire class always took 'the whips' for it, inclusive of both the Innocent and Guilty ones alike.

More years into high school was way more fun #winks.
Puff!
We were in a party when the rain started.
I pretty much have been very observant/ critical for a very long time now. Oh how I loved to watch and laugh from afar.
We were Adventurous teenagers, high on the 'hormones' pills. The 'Bold/wild' ones had no limitations. They did all sorts of crazy stuffs on the dance floor. #TheDetailsYouAlreadyKnow

Back at Home for me was an opportunity to be lazy, and opportunity to hide 'under the giuse' of being cold to avoid doing chores. #coversface.
I would gladly pick up a blanket and cover myself, doze off till whenever. Chores and I have never been friends, well, till date #StraightFace

Now that I am older, hmmm

Rain comes with different emotions. I want to be Alone, I want to Play, I want to be with Him', I want to Write, I want to Sleep and strangely other times I want to be inside the rain.....
#Pee&Paper