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When it Rains It Pours

  • Writer: Mitu
    Mitu
  • Sep 5, 2020
  • 1 min read

Sometimes its love, other times, indifference

Then its hate or obsessions with religion

Moderation seems a word of the past

Whatever does happen, its always extremes.


Sleep when it comes, it refuses to go.

Insomnia, its cousin follows the same route.

The heat stays, and so do the droplets.

Why are we always at one end of the spectrum?


Moderation is termed "Fence Sitting"

Taking sides is of prime importance

Its also called "Aligning"

Be it a thought process, a media trial or a person.


But why can't I have two POVs?

Why can't I second guess myself?

I am human, I don't want to take sides.

I want to enjoy the sun and dance in the rain.


Why should I be judged or categorized?

I am who I am.. a person with opinions.

Sometimes maybe not.

I want to be. Just Be.

That is me.



When it Rains It Pours, Yes.

But sometimes while it rains, the sun does come out too!

Its called a Rainbow.

That's the beauty.







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