The Symphony Of The Rain The rain began to hum one night, A quiet tune beneath the light. It tapped against my window’s glass, Like time itself refusing to pass. I used to hate the cloudy skies, The gray that hid the sun’s bright eyes. The puddles splashed, my shoes got wet, And somehow, I’d just feel upset. But life became a storm itself. My plans and peace upon a shelf. My best friend left, my grades went down, The laughter faded from our town. One day, I didn’t run away, I let the rain just have its say. It hit my face, so cold, so clear, And whispered things I needed to hear. Muhammad Zeeshan Niyaz 7C Full Poem:
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