Naming The Rain

Happiness, how much do we owe to it? When Mom and Dad in my nightmares every time I closed my eyes, I wanted to be a daughter of the rain dripping down my windows, cool with mellow jasmine scent, coming down from moon-lit clouds, I then float and wreathe and brighten with robes of silver…

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Remember When It Rains

An angel flew through the stormy rain, Landed beside my fragile dream. Mischievously, She whimpered a message from you. . Did you just send a question? A question brings you sleepless night Have you asked a question? A question shadows your weary heart . No, my dear. I wasn’t a fair one Each sentence for…

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