The crow calls dawn I hear the rumble sky,
I woke up and saw the lightning rain passing by.
Feels that the whole day will be the same,
I’m not going anywhere only with love and no blame.
I will not write any poetry today,
I will enjoy the rain at the open window tray.
I will not get wet walking on the roof or garden grass,
Will keep your hands on my hands with impetus.
I will not be startled by the roar of the clouds,
Musical rainwater is bigger and loud.
love rain around us and the heart will be applaud..
Will go to rain all day long.
Not go anywhere and listen to the old country songs.
The light and shadow in the dark clouds,
****** my hands in your hair,
do not compare with anything my dear.
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A little far, the woods and houses are mist and foggy,
Feels it like pastel painted on the canvas body.
But I won’t do any painting today,
Keep the paintbrush down lay
Relying on your love,
I will feel myself rainy lake dove.
The flag is drenched in the premature Sravana stream,
Rain wet flag lowered
Catkin Bush looks like an offender.
I will not bow down to you even if I have a hundred offenses.
Just relying on your love,
The whole day I will enjoy the rain.
Nov 10, 2025
Nov 10, 2025 at 1:02 AM UTC
The crow calls dawn I hear the rumble sky,
I woke up and saw the lightning rain passing by.
Feels that the whole day will be the same,
I’m not going anywhere only with love and no blame.
I will not write any poetry today,
I will enjoy the rain at the open window tray.
I will not get wet walking on the roof or garden grass,
Will keep your hands on my hands with impetus.
I will not be startled by the roar of the clouds,
Musical rainwater is bigger and loud.
love rain around us and the heart will be applaud..
Will go to rain all day long.
Not go anywhere and listen to the old country songs.
The light and shadow in the dark clouds,
****** my hands in your hair,
do not compare with anything my dear.
Press enter or click to view image in full size
A little far, the woods and houses are mist and foggy,
Feels it like pastel painted on the canvas body.
But I won’t do any painting today,
Keep the paintbrush down lay
Relying on your love,
I will feel myself rainy lake dove.
The flag is drenched in the premature Sravana stream,
Rain wet flag lowered
Catkin Bush looks like an offender.
I will not bow down to you even if I have a hundred offenses.
Just relying on your love,
The whole day I will enjoy the rain.
