Sitting under the grey sky
Murmuring a tune,
Looking at the downpour,
Feeling the blowing breeze
Surrounded by creatures
Of the marvelous nature,
Feeling the warmth of them,
Embracing me though it's cold!
They giggle with a new energy
And a renewed glow,
Bathing under the rain shower
Getting soaked; their rosy cheeks
And their glowing skin!
They are just happy as me
To feel the rhythm of the falling
Rain drops and the blowing breeze!
✍ Pearl
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Drip Drop | Poetry
PoetryTo all the pluviophiles out there, who seek comfort in the pitter-patter of the rain, warmth in the coldness of the rain and enter into a whole new world, escaping the reality, when it rains. Started: 24.10.2024 Copying any of my works won't be appr...
