The typical person—
Strives to become better and good
Will always see that they have some advantage in the matter
Enjoys art, in some form (the species-specific expression of humanity)
Seeks comfort, and pleasure in its way,
Seeks love, a bare necessity for flourishing survival
Gives love, by instinct, causation, or personal values
Would give much to have the answers to everything and all
Still, in the exhaustion of panic unearthed,
Constricted chest muscles, proverbial blanching ache
And anguishing doubt
Just them same—
We will only partake
In beliefs without pain

rain drops on the tree
drops on the field of free -
drops on my face
feel me the god's grace

rain drops on the pond
i see your furry fond
rain drops on the fairyland
rose lost from my loosing hand

rain drops on the air
dreams fall in from here
rain drops on the grass
i am going to be crush

rain drops on my tears
the baby never be cared
rain drops on the sea
i feel her again to see

summer has become old
rain has seemed cold
i am walking in the rain
feelings are flowing in vain -

@ Musfiq us shaleheen

Rain, rain,
Raindrops fall
Fall everywhere
To the ground,
From the sky,
Through the air.

Have you always doubted me?

You don't tell your friends that suicide is selfish. You tell them that they're loved.