Every drop that touched me,
Elated my soul.
The rhythm of drops,
That make everything dance
The music of air
That make everything alive
Awakened my buried heart,
Today.
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Wanderer
ПоэзияHey readers It's my first work with poetry. However, I write poetry just to pass time as my passion or you can say hobby. I thought I can make a collection of my poems. So I tried it. Thanks If you like my poems put a like and follow me. The poet...
