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My Dear Cold Friend

Do you know him? He comes when he heard my small broken voice No matter where I'm standing hopelessly He comes as a big crowd None of them either know when and where He is waiting to be the next unexpected guest But definitely he will come Humans do say this always When he is going to come? If there is no footprint of him in a place Sometimes I hear this too When he is going to stop? If he is in a long vacation at the same place The kiss My red cheeks waiting for the most coldest kiss From him who hits my skin parallelly The chillness rush through my nerves Awakening my muscles from long nap To play with him He hides my warm tears in the cold droplets So no one can't see me cry I embrace him in my arms tightly As my whole body soaked in the love shower Who do you think my cold friend is? Yes, it is him, Mr rain You will need an umbrella, they say What? Umbrella? But I don't need it, I only need my friend, Mr rain. He is the most biggest umbrella Protecting me from this world Pouring down the storms on my head If he gets angry Neither his face turns red nor he becomes hot But watch out Either your feet will be immersed underneath the sea Or the sand will break apart Don't make my friend angry When Mr sun wide awake in the sky This rhym flows out Rain, rain come again Rain, rain come again I miss you Like right now, this moment.

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