Drops of rain...
a passionate hope
to enjoy the nature
Summer feelings
now under the veil of
raining clouds...
Lonely nightingale
in search of friend
sing on the wet branch.
Clean blue sky...
no one can know
when pour heavy shower.
Morning thought
petals of desires
in search of a dreamy world.
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