It's the rains,
The ones those lessen our pains!
Those pains that were raw,
Which only, you saw !
It's the rains,
Who fall on us and clean those stains !
Those stains of sins we commit,
As we accept and not quit!
It's the rains,
Who remind us of the drains!
Those drains of our heart,
When from our loved one, we part!
It's the rains,
Who lessen our strains,
Those strains our eyes had,
When our days, went bad !
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 1:38 PM UTC
It's the rains,
The ones those lessen our pains!
Those pains that were raw,
Which only, you saw !
It's the rains,
Who fall on us and clean those stains !
Those stains of sins we commit,
As we accept and not quit!
It's the rains,
Who remind us of the drains!
Those drains of our heart,
When from our loved one, we part!
It's the rains,
Who lessen our strains,
Those strains our eyes had,
When our days, went bad !
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