HOW RAIN STOPPED
With her I can feel the rain.... some times she herself becomes the rain.
umbrella and
you are my
rain
It rained
when you
came beneath
the tree....
Firstly the
tree
rained
you walked
away with
umbrella.....
Then the
umbrella
rained
when you
closed it
rain stopped
sun raised.
Poetry by anoop.m.r
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Written 2008-03-07 kl 03:45
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