RainA Poem by Sanswrang BoroSome poems are self content, to heart itself.
It was twilight then
It started raining when, I wished to feel the rain But there was the thunder again. Though I couldn't go out My heart felt joy, Like others gazing out; I say - I love rain and enjoy. It's a good time; Writers, poets get inspired, But at this lovely time I miss my sweetheart.
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