• grateful06 9w

    Raindrops are the melodies, every drop drops with a distinct beat which makes the rain a musical with the thunder giving it a rock version.

    The crazy mind suddenly calms down
    the chaos turns into peace,
    the eyes become dreamy;
    the heart starts to beat.

    The burning fire inside the head has extinguished by the rain.
    The desires have woke up;
    and the dreams are swimming toward the horizon, with every black cloud I pass I am near to the hue.
    The wind gives it an amicable end with the sky turning blue.

    What was the magic behind those raindrops?
    I guess, Only the sky knew.

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    Only the sky knew