I woke up to the sound of the rain.
Knocking at my window
to let her stay,
as it was cold outside
the window pane.
I saw the darkness outside
and blinked twice
to make myself realise
that it is raining outside.
Rain drops are like
the memories that fly.
Leaving you with glimpses
of your past life.
They make you cherish
the beauty.
And let you absorb
the pain.
I touched the window
& heard
the voice of the rain.
It's an eternal bliss she said,
to have clouds creep in
through the door of the night sky.
Showering wisdom
from up above
the world so high
like an angel
she flew in the sky.
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MY ECLECTIC SOUL
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