Water is dripping outside my window this past one hour as if it is rushing to touch the ground, desperate and hurried; as if the ground is running away never to meet water again; as if water is torn into tiny drops and showering all over its beloved asking it to not leave. Small drops run into ground's embrace with an impact full splash! drenching the soil thoroughly with it. The passionate embrace soon transforms into a puddle of mud.
This crazy rain roars and cries in a continuous pitterpatter battling the wind, rushing down the atmosphere so strong, so stubborn- it refuses to stop. I sit by my window watching as it rains, a cup of fresh coffee and a thought that lingers in my mind...Oh this rain! stubborn and furious, strong and passionate, determined as it is..alas! like all else it is going to end.
This crazy rain roars and cries in a continuous pitterpatter battling the wind, rushing down the atmosphere so strong, so stubborn- it refuses to stop. I sit by my window watching as it rains, a cup of fresh coffee and a thought that lingers in my mind...Oh this rain! stubborn and furious, strong and passionate, determined as it is..alas! like all else it is going to end.
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