The rain drops whisper

The rain drops whisper,
The story of my life,
The spaces of my hurt,
The words of my healing,
And of my lost emotions,
Which vanished behind those for smiles;

The rain drops whisper ,
The flame of hope,
Burning in my heart,
Kindled with pain,
Waiting for a sunrise,
To bloom the crushed bud of my heart,

The raindrops whisper,
Perhaps one more time,
Giving me back my tears,
And a spontaneous smile,
Giving me a new life,
Making me alive giving back my soul .

Copyright 2020 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh)

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