The rising rain
Into my
palm
Into my face,
The rain is as beautiful
Rain is about to smile.
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This summer,
I am walking
In front of the rain
Heart beat
And it beat again.
At
the night,
The rising rain
Into my
palm
Into my face,
The rain is as beautiful
Rain is about to smile.
Smile and laugh,
The moon is shining.
The flowers, trees are shining
To transfer
Rain into a beauty.
Life as like to lead
Imagine thera
I ensure,
The rain has walk away
My pain,
And birds are flying
Freely,
I am walking
Composing a life
I am listening to it .
I am dancing to it.
Rain is the
Supreme truth
Pious love,
Like the rain
The naked rain is
Producing heat inside.
I have sence
Flowers around the rain,
Happiness are synonyms.
Poems around the rain
Happiness are synonyms.
Early afternoon
The wind
Hit me.
Dazzling rain.
Hit me
So beautiful.
I am hearing shrine.
Rain is in rush.
Eager to meet life.
Rain is true to me
Like ideas.
The definition is the same
I am in process to
Make the process
It is certain.
I am feeling,
This is a day for me.
The rain has already set
And the trees all around me
Smiling for beauty.
Rain is always there,
Looking close enough
To touch me
Rain is always there
Looking close enough
To love me.
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Authors Bio:Journalist, poet and editor Kamala Sarup works at the Cape Collection. Kamala specializes in reporting news and writing stories covering journalism, Peace, Public health, Democracy, Women/Children, development, justice and economic development. She is an editor for mediaforfreedom.com