Look back, oh dear!
In the brightness of this rainy evening
She was walking in her utter glory,
Her peach eyes were flashing colours of life,
She, a pluviophile, was rejoicing ‘Memory’.
In this breezy environ, down the street,
One red letterbox was placed at the corner,
The box read each sharing although there were only few
And everyday box waited for more stories through a letter.
With the reddish envelope on one hand
She put off her green handbag, oh dear!
Pieces of folding paper came out
And she sighed for the last time in tears.
Clouds had enough of hide and seek
And rainbow already signed, it was the time,
Rain drops started drizzling on the blue umbrella
And I saw her nearby mailbox with elegant smile.
She looked everywhere while pushing letter, no one was around,
I apperceived her enthralling beauty by standing right next to her,
She walked off with all excitement in her heart, oh love!
And I couldn’t even hold her and say,
“Oh dear, Just look back, I am here!”