Friday, 16 October 2015

RAINING HOPES

It was raining,
It always rained,
Drops once felt soothing
Now flooded everywhere.
It covered the glass
Transparent once was,
Blurred went sight.
Then appeared a wiper,
Vision was narrow,yet
Enough to take off.
I love this rain.
For it's an experience
Only to feel
Only you learn.

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