Even the moon hide,
Behind the dark clouds
Only the wind whispered,
It's going to rain!
Sadly, I asked her,
Can rain drain my tears?
Smoothly, she said,
Yes, they will rejoin to the ocean!
Soaring upon the earth,
I kissed the rain,
Under the dark clouds,
Where the moon hide
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A refined poetic imagination, Ratna. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.