poetry 7
RAIN
It compares with the tears
Sometimes it harms and
Sometimes it's harmless
You don't know for the plants
How much it's importance.
It cleans all the places
Like the way we cry
and clean our sorrow or sadness.
The drops of water
When it touch the lands
It makes sounds like
sparkles for me.
The dry leaves of the trees
Became delighted and
you can't know the feelings
It feels unique when you are sitting Front of your window
And hearing the magical
sounds of raining.
I feel like every drops of rain
Is creating new stories
Is creating new memories.
I feel like they are saying
How strong they can be
How unitedly they comes
And how precious are they.
It's really a blessing.
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