rainy day
I was walking on the bridge
A hot sigh got out of my chest
Flash back memories crossed my way
Suddenly, the sky called the clouds to come
Just celebrating , the rain will come
I was waiting , gathering my hands
Tried to collect some drops
But they embraced me too fast with harsh touch
Inside them , I am lonely , miles away on my home
It was just a rainy day , and i was walking
Poetry by Libyan Rose
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Written on 2010-10-18 at 00:00
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