Sunday, February 6, 2011

First Rain




First rain of my first love
I still remember it the touch of the first drop 
The cool breeze of the wind
The emotions growing high
My soul melting down
Flying up the air 
Glowing face like a star 
Dancing like a peacock 
Rain was never that much facinating 
It was sumthng out of ths world 
But it was all an illusion
Nothing last forever 
So it ended soon too. 

By missy khan

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