rain

Maryam Altaf

…Rain drops falling on my head,
and never knowing when it will end.

…The rain falling softly upon my face,

Takes me to a magical place

…Rain drops falling on my head,
and never knowing when it will end

…I would love to play in the rain,
somehow it’ll help erase the pain

…Rain drops falling on my head,
and never knowing when it will end

…The rain falling softly in my hair,
let the birds fly in the air

…Rain drops falling on my head,
and never knowing when it will end

…  The rain touching my lips,
        Give me the breath of life in sips.

…Rain drops falling on my head,
and never knowing when it will end

  • Author: Maryam Altaf (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 13th, 2011 03:23
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 12
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy
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  • Cheeky Missy

    Beautiful tribute/ode to rain and it's refreshing enjoyment and influence. Enjoyable.



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