My contribution to 3WW
monsoon rain tapped my windows
I opened, a flurry of drizzly rain
on my dry face and frizzy hair
a fresh feel, it was
hankered for such a moment
I stepped out, leaving behind
the colorful blue umbrella
with a dejected look
the empty roads, no longer murkier
an errant walk in the rains
dancing and getting drenched,
my palms gathering droplets
infinite blessings from the sky!