The rains approach
And fill the sky
With dark grey clouds,
Threatening to cry.
They shed their tears,
A few at first,
But it felt so good,
That they bring out the rest.
They fill the sky,
With their own darkness.
Their tears pour down,
There's no room for happiness.
They pour out their tears,
Filled with gloom.
When they're finished,
The sky's once again blue.
~Sharanya
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Everything will be alright....
Every storm runs out of rain just as every dark night turns into day
Darkness comes to an end
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Poetry" Give me a gem and I'll treasure it. Give me a rock, and I'll still treasure it with all my heart." Highest ranking: #53 in Poetry
