Type of Rain I Am
after all the windy noise,
i am the afterwards silence,
stillness,
in columns,
never leaving the place,
i am that little drops,
that fall,
but never break,
yet they turn themselves
in to a sweet melody,
the one
which warms the heart,
i am that touch,
which will let you grow,
and still smiles,
even when you return nothing,
but i am that rain too,
which will let you cry sometimes,
and disappear
Copyright © Noorulain Ayesha | Year Posted 2018
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