Slowly into the path Path of hope, joy, greatness Standing all kind of weather Drizzles, showers, hurricane, all kinds With faith I still ride on It seems far away But I have heard stories of heroes who made it Am
I try to sleep; but still wonder, where this hole is, The roof seems okay; the moon rays can’t penetrate, Nevertheless, every dawn; my bed is wet, the floor dry, Have consulted the carpenter, Inquired from the engineer on any
His words spoke to me as it rained- of a struggle with feelings drowned by fate! In his poem of beauty he showed- me life drawn by a game of quoits! His words kiss the rain with heed – to
I looked from my window into a open space A tree stood lonely and swayed with mighty grace In the sky the clouds were gathering dark with silver lining Circling round and moving like a sheep farm shearing From a
The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I was feeling to sleep, one day it rained which took everybody with itself all were dancing happily the peacock was dancing its wings were so delightful. The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I
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Simple and soothing your verse, just like the April Rain @sunny-chopra