Sitting on the balcony, staring at the dark sky
The wind , whirled by...
Sixth sense told me,
"A storm'll come, you'll see"...
After five minutes, it turned to be true,
The sky even turned more darker blue,
I felt the breeze, beneath my ears,
Some rain droplets fell,like God's tears...
I felt comfort
I cleared my throat
I wanted to sing a song,
The wind along...
There are pleasures, as well as destructions,
It's like a song, with its own musicians...
©riyana
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