Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2017
He called her every time he heard thunder
They hardly spoke but they never forgot each other when it rained
He called,
she called
Rain was a reason ..
But obviously things have changed
She hates the clouds
She hates the rain
nav
Written by
nav  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
370
       Anora Emporium, Mack and Aroody
Please log in to view and add comments on poems