DROPLETS

When the sky gets dark and it begins to pour,
My heart sings songs for my ‘love’ from the core.

As the rain drops touch me and wet my skin,
It reminds me of you, makes me happy from within.

The fragrance of the wet land that surrounds me everywhere,
Spreads the feeling of our affection which ends nowhere.

The blossomed flowers and the green vegetation,
Displays the miracle of the almighty’s unique creation.

The nature in its most beautiful phase gives us a message,
Just like little “Droplets” let us flow without any bondage.










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