An angel flew through the stormy rain,

Landed beside my fragile dream.

Mischievously,

She whimpered a message from you.

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Did you just send a question?

A question brings you sleepless night

Have you asked a question?

A question shadows your weary heart

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No, my dear. I wasn’t a fair one

Each sentence for you I buried into silent tomb

Each step towards you I took forever long

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No, my dear. You weren’t a foolish one

Each sentence for you I handed to the rain

Each step toward you I took a running inside

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No, my dear

Somehow words never come out easy for me

Somehow the feet trapped deep into devil’s pond
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No, it’s never easy for me

Every time I tried

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But, remember when it rains

There’s always a prayer for you
.

Remember when it rains

There are eyes searching for you

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Remember when it rains

There’s my heart sending out to you

When it rains

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#To The Beloved

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Posted by:Annabel

A Dancer, choreographer, A researcher who specializes in Religious Dance and Ritual Performance Study. My blog is the notepad of my consciousness in the modern era we live and a witness of my unique journey on earth, in the cosmos.

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