The rain taps secrets on my window—
soft drumroll, then a hush,
like fingers tracing old regrets
until the world forgets.
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 22nd, 2026 15:29
- Category: Nature
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Comments2
A most poetic thought that accompanies the images and condenses into a beautiful rain of a poem
The rain tends to wash away then we towel off or blowdry clean 🕊️🙏🏻 beautiful
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