Yesternight I tasted rain,
When it was almost night,
And the moon was faded white,
A droplet kissed my lips,
I felt the warmness of a lover seeking for feelings,
Then it rained heavily,
Soaking me in its innocence,
I forgot all my worries,
And danced like no one is watching,
I was drenched from top to toe,
Body to soul,
The moonbeams later embraced me,
As petrichor was luring me.
Slowly drinking the sky,
I was fascinated by the taste of heaven,
Despite the storms of coldness,
There was a fire lit inside me by rain,
My thoughts became clear,
I began to heal,
And in a split second,
My scars disappeared,
The only thing vanishing was my pain,
Yesternight I tasted rain.
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Mystical words
PoetryNot the usual love or heartbreak poems, Some really deep and sensitive wounds that are unheard and unseen. Of course there are some love poems but they are on different level.
