In the morning with birds;
there was a snorling of rain
Pouring on the roof,
the lady with her cloths sighed "This uneven rain"
The dogs sleeping under the roof
Children inside there homes disappointed
Just the sound of water and roof
People with their bobbing umbrella
Birds in dilemma where to go
Under the trees;
The smell coming from the soil
And water touching
All people in conflict problems but...
They never knew the Beauty of
"UNEven Rain"
By-barbie gul syed
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Poems in life~
Poetryi write poems whenever i am sad happy angry and that too in school i had written many but never had "himmat" too publish but i am gonna do now
