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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