(A rain’s lullaby)
The pregnant sky
Of countless infants,
Tip-tapping on the window
Near my table top.
With the world raining on me,
They drizzle away
My psyche sane.
Drowning in the pattering
Of heavenly grains,
I sleep myself to drowsiness…
My favorite poem for this genre.
I guess life is really that tough huh? I'm already experienceing something awful at this age and I seriously couldn't foresee or imagine what is going to happen in near future...My emotions are in a mess and I thank Lord Buddha that still have my mom to count on. I love you.
Sometimes, listening to the rain while you fall asleep is more comforting than listening to any other music or popping any pills.
I sleep myself to drowsiness...
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