To cleanse the soul
Romanticising rain fall
Rain falls to cleanse our souls,
Washing away the day's dark tolls.
A gentle touch, though skies are cold,
It wraps us in warmth, a balm of gold.
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The air is rich with earth's embrace,
Woody trees in nature's grace,
Their scent, a memory sweet and deep,
A promise the earth will always keep.
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The taste of coffee, bitter, sweet,
A perfect pause in the rain's soft beat.
The steam curls up like whispered dreams,
In quiet moments, life redeems.
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And reading becomes more romantic too,
When the world outside is painted in dew.
Each word feels soft, each page a part
Of stories whispered straight to the heart.
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Nostalgia lingers in the fall of rain,
A reminder that some joys remain.
Even as time moves swiftly by,
In rain, we find the quiet sky.
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chaimaa alidrissi
a poet who’s language is expressing emotions through rhyming words 🤎
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Comments (1)
Love the flow of this poem. It put my mind at peace.