The window makes a hideous sound
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I never liked the rain come down
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The sound of feet running for cover
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Drops of rain like tears fall all over
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It falls down so heavily on me
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My tears are lost on thee
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The window makes a hideous sound
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I never liked the rain come down
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Its raining at this very moment and I can identify with your words. Love them.
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Hey, thanks
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You have got talent..Always a pleasure reading your poem..Please march on 🙂
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Thanks a lot for your kind words
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This is wonderful! 😀
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Thank you
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You’re very welcome, sir! 😉
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Sir? I ain’t knighted. But thanks anyway. Have a nice day
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Hahaha!
I know right!
But, your verses desire that you be called so! 😀 🙂
You also have a nice day! 🙂
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Thanks again
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😉
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It’s always a pleasure to read your works!
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I am humbled to hear that. I will try and live up to it
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Hahaha! You already are, dear sir!
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That is very sweet of you
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And ‘Sir’ sounds good but it makes me feel quite old. Hehe
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Old, eh, not knighted? LOL!
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Both
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Knightly old? Hahaha!
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Yeah. Hehe. Never heard a young guy knighted
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Well, it does happen in books… And in Medieval England! 😀
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Must look them up. That is new to my ears
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Really? Well, I am certain that I read about such a thing in one fiction book on the legendary King Arthur of England. 😉
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Nice. I will try and lay my hands on that book. Thanks
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You are welcome! 🙂
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But, anyway, keep up the good work! 😉
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Nice
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Thank you
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Funny, the rain is the common topic of poems these days.. I have mine but its in our local dialect entitled “Salimoang” (Quandary) https://pinoypassionistablog.com/2016/06/23/salimoang/
I was just in quandary having fever and trapped in the rain, but still in the office… Didnt expect it would turn out to be a poem of someone who is in an intersection.. and doesn’t know where to go =)
So he tells the rain to just go on or stop and him to proceed or just stay put ..but ask the question “asa ko padung” ..where am I going =)
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Cool
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An easy flow of words in the rains compared to your generally intense and thought provoking ones!
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The words did flow. Like rain does
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😉😉
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Have a nice day
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Thanks and enjoy your weekend
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You too. Welcome
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Loved it!
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Thanks
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