Each Fall Enthralls

Rain falls; each dropp I watch.
Its beginning is not at sight.
Its ending is not contemplated.
Rain falls; each dropp enthralls me.

Love falls; each fall I feel.
Its beginning is not probed.
Its ending is not visualized.
Love falls; each fall enthralls me.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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