The darkness of the sky reminds me of barren life...
There were tears falling from the sky...
The rain washed away the color of the umbrella I had hoisted...
As if tears had washed away my thoughts...
While people run not to get wet in the rain...
I walked quietly through the rain...
When my hopes flow like flowing water...
I always walked in the rain to hide my tears...
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MY WORLD
PoetryEveryone looks at the world differently. But sadness, happiness, love, hatred, loneliness, loneliness, we all enjoy or suffer. This is how I see the world through poetry.
