shubhamve

Its so beautiful,
the part of missing each other.

The part of love.

Part of Love

Raindrops as they fall tremble
Like words in a conversation
Drenched and drowned we dream 
Under the rainy-shade of lightning
Explorers keep exploring however painful the path is
Sometimes searching for things they don't wish to find
But explorers don't stop under the weight of rain 
And stronger they become eventually to **** (love)
Drops are words, we are drenched and drowning
Rainfall will help the waiting sun.