It rains again......

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 While I was studying
Suddenly look from my window
The rainfall
Then i open the door
To feel the rain
To feel you
Through the winds
Through the heart
Every time it rains
Tears fall from my eyes
In the memories lane
Of the sunny days
Different from these dark cloud days
The thunder heard outside
Hiding the sounds of pain inside
The storms stopped on earth
But the storm will always remain inside me
Then I sat on bed
Thought again about you
I said to myself
I cannot forget you
Since I still love you
September 18, 2010
10.30 am

Comments

  1. SWAYAMDEEPTASeptember 17, 2010 at 11:15 PM

    very beautiful ...... you are evolving with each atempt

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  2. UnknownSeptember 18, 2010 at 10:26 AM

    hmm very nice poem

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  3. BabuOctober 1, 2010 at 1:44 AM

    Really Leepsa; It is heart touching !!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. AkashOctober 2, 2010 at 10:15 AM

    Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.

    ReplyDelete

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