Raining positivity 🌧️

 And the rain  came again....

Not listening to me that insane......

It held my hand tightly and said

Get ready for a trip to memory lane.....

Why do you look so weighed down by the things????

Who has dared to clip your wings....

Look at the child who just can't stop basking....

and you seem busy with your pain totally masking....

The bouts of laughter that knew no end.....

 and now the smile on your face that waits to be somehow mend...

Carelessness......oh yeah!!! It was there...

It still is  but not for the ones you are supposed to be fair....

From the love that was in the dreams......

To the longings in the silence which  screams.....

Not buying my sadness for anything.

It just didn't listen and a bashing it fling...

What went wrong with you.????....

you aren't welcoming me anymore.....

It isn't like that ...just busy with my chore....

Listening to this...it explodes in thunder...

Is growing up  so depressing i wonder????....

The life that you have....is a far cry for many..

Your cribbing about everything is just uncanny....

Promising everything will be fine with surety

It prodded me to wash this obscurity...

What you have ,not everyone gets but afew....

Your sad story is absolutely not your virtue....

It rained so much positivity washing sorrows leaving no wound bare...

 And I opened my arms to embrace  come what may.....truth or dare!!!!

Amita Joshi