Rain is setting down through the leaves
And becomes a memory
Rain is like the words that coming out
From a hatred person
Simply cried and vibrated at last
Ends in a sudden
The raindrops sticks on the window frame
Is like the memories of our loving beloved ones
Who is giving a light touch to our heart and
Goes away searching the things they like
The rain is setting down like a babies cry
Ends slowly and slowly
Now the sky is like a pair of weeping eyes
But when the rain sets down
The wet leaves are like whom?
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