Rainy days. The smell of rain against the wet mud. The calming pitter patter sound of it hitting the ground or the roof. The city getting washed under the grey sky. You on your bed wrapped in your favourite blanket. The thought of going out for a walk in the rain with a loved one without an umbrella despite the cold; their warmth sufficing. Eating a bowl of ice cream or having a mug of hot chocolate. Reading a book of your favourite author. Sitting by the window and just enjoying the peace.
Rainy days. The weather being a mirror of your mind. The sky crying out your tears, mourning your grief. Being reminded of a memory of happiness now turned a reality of sadness. The cold wind a remainder of the warmth you miss. A sad song with lyrics you would rather not speak. Trickling raim drops on the window a compensation for tears your eyes couldn't shed. A blank and mindless gaze at the veiw before you. A hope buried deep inside for the sun to rise and the flowers to bloom soon.
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Her Chaotic Thoughts
PoetryWords, Pen and Paper. Hey guys! This is a book of my quotes and poems! Everything in this book is solely my work, I hope you all like what I write in this book!! Awesome cover by bestie @Saniyawitha-y !! Thank you soo much!! ...
