a rainy day
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I'm too scared of writing diariesOf being honest with my feelings For not everyone have to knowWhere my heart lies,Where i go when i need solitude,Of my fears and insecurities,Or the tragedies
And it’s rainy days that are the best.
The ones you can sit under throw blankets and memories
with good books and earl grey tea,
Raindrops, raindropsOn my windowA soft pitter-patter here and there
Raindrops, raindropsOn my windowO how rhythmic is your show!
I saw the cloud
Gathering outside the window,
Of my room.
The wind howling,
And the trees being swept off.
I saw the rain falling,
Boundless and breathless.
The rain drops,
When People Are Enjoying The
Wearther Of Rain.
Secretly, I Only Feel Pain
Of That Rainy Droplets
On Surface!
Sailu Bharya
Pitter patter of the rain on my head
Sends the fears straight to bed,
In the things gone unsaid.
And the crackle of the thunder
Sending all the pain asunder
Taking respite in the clouds
Pitter patter of the rain on my head
Sends the fears straight to bed,
In the things gone unsaid.
And the crackle of the thunder
Sending all the pain asunder
Taking respite in the clouds
We sing like Rain
We scream like Thunder
We shine Like lightning hitting the Crashing Waves
We Mourn like the Storm finally calming itself
We are gloom like the grey Skyies after a Hurricane
As rain droplets race down the window
He sits there staring out wondering what it would be like to be water
He sits there in awe at something so natural
That he is beautiful
My mother takes the children out to play.
With their jackets zipped up
And their shoes tied tight,
They run into the field of grass,
It's simple what makes me happy.
The smile that lights my face,
Comes from the words written,
So beautifully across a page.
And I love it when it's dark,
When the sun's gone for the day,
