falling from the heaven, as if
slipping away from the hands of the almighty
glorifying gravity, speeding to kiss the sand
fragmented, scattered
swaying in directions to the command of the wind
lessening in size with passing seconds
clashing with all that comes in way
making life to drip, glow the greener way
ever wondered such power such passion behind
engaged in making music of their own kind
with the tune of the clash of the clouds
these dancing drops of RAIN
Marvelous piece l. I live the rhythm of rain, in a way it makes my heart new again
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wow.. you said a poem.. rhythm of the rain, makes my heart new again..
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lol, did I? Sorry is the way my mind works. lol
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it’s beautiful how your mind works then..
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lol oh Zig. Thank you
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;0)
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Raining here: you words make it easier to watch the raindrops in their summer dance.
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I am glad Roger.. Raining here too!!
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Super
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Thanks a lot..
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I love your blog and every one of your posts😊 . I had to follow your blog to steal your concepts😀😀
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Haha… I am glad that you like my posts.. we all have to learn so much from each other my dear.. i may steal (learn) something from yours..
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😀😀 we sure do. With all pleasure, you may.
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🙂
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