I was walking alone
and the day was rainy.
In my imagination
You were with me.

I lost the place of
my walking destination.
Both of us were walking in the rain
in my imagination.

I became alone when
the Sun shined again.
Like a tempest in my heart
tears came like a rain.

Ruma Chaudhuri

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