The weather seemed to be having its own 'mood-swings'..well, you can't help it when when we call her 'Mother Earth' =P
So, as hysterical as the tittle sounds, this poem is also a piece to depict the turmoils and crazy storms that invade our lives every now and then. What we could do is just to observe, endure and stand up from the fall. And hey! it's OK when your life got hysterical once in a while =D
(Hysterical)
Water droplets fell,
Almost mist-like.
Showering the outside world,
Came with the wind.
On the ground they fell
Countless broken marbles.
Drops, drops, drops…
Millions they dropped.
The dancing tree,
Seemed delightful,
Hysterical.
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