73: Me , When It Rains

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Me , when it rains..
I'll craved some hot noddles
Take a sip of hot coffee
Lazed on my bed ,
Or count the raindrops as it falls.

As annoying as it hammers the roofs
I find solemn in it's droplet sounds
The ambience  , the droplets of wet hopes
The gust of cold windy atmosphere ,
It gives me shiver and sentimental thoughts.

And as the night creeps through
The rain gives me utter comfort
As the chilling breeze slides to my room
It brushes away the heat ,
Sweaty evening no more!

The rain is a wonderful phenomenon
It makes music more meaningful
It makes me go over my playlist
Put on my headphones ,
Listen to my favorite songs as I lay.

So me , when it rains..
A fun solace of time
It makes want to write too
A poetry to share , a story to tell
Along with some bedtime lullabies!




~ nniiwwpoetry ~ 03/31/24

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