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Hey guys!
This is the first time that i am writing something.
So here it is my way of presenting my thoughts to you.
Her life was like a rain
In which water is main
She always wanted to walk in that
Instead of just getting damp
when the raindrop
strikes and kisses her skin
beating upon her head
with silver liquid dropin'
By seeing the raindrops dancing down
On window of her bedroom, she always thought
Her actions are also like a raindrop itself
Which falls into the pond , make sounds
And then it's done.
But it's not over yet.
As rain is always accompanied
By unwanted dust and dirt
Her life was also filled with
Uninvited agony and hurt
Raindrops keep fallin' on her head
but that doesn't mean
Her eyes will soon be turing red.
Coz she know
As a heavy rain also end up , With a mesmerizing weather
The heights of struggles and uncertainty in her life
Will also end up with a blissful ocean of peace and welfare.
-- Agrima agarwal
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Rain is grace, rain is the sky descending to the earth.Every raindrop that falls is accompanied by an angel for even a raindrop is a manifestation of being.
It's okay to love something a little too much, as long as it's real to you!
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