This sweet yet warm breeze,
touching my aching skin for calm.
Why is it pleasing ?
Those thunder which feels like
the turmoil inside me.
Why is it pleasing to hear?
Closing my eyes, taking a deep breath
Why does the wet earth smells so sweet?
Those muddy coloured clouds
which looks like someone's sad story
Why is it pleasing to my eyes?
This rain which seems like a tragedy
Why is it solace to my life?
