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The Sound Of The Raindrops
The sound of the raindrops, soft and light,
Falls gently on the roof at night.
A melody played by the nature's hand,
As drops dance on the windowpanes.
It starts as a whisper, a pitter-patter,
A soothing symphony, a rhythmic chatter.
A lullaby to the restless mind,
A gentle hum to leave worries behind.
Each drop, a note in a song of its own,
Creating a chorus, a natural tone.
A blissful tune that eases the soul,
A peaceful sound that makes one whole.
As the rain falls, the world slows down,
The air grows fresh, the earth turns brown.
A reminder that life renews in time,
As the raindrops cleanse the grime.
So let the rain pour, let the drops sing,
Let the sound of the raindrops bring
A sense of calm, a feeling of peace,
And let worries and fears finally cease.
© Ayush Sengar
Falls gently on the roof at night.
A melody played by the nature's hand,
As drops dance on the windowpanes.
It starts as a whisper, a pitter-patter,
A soothing symphony, a rhythmic chatter.
A lullaby to the restless mind,
A gentle hum to leave worries behind.
Each drop, a note in a song of its own,
Creating a chorus, a natural tone.
A blissful tune that eases the soul,
A peaceful sound that makes one whole.
As the rain falls, the world slows down,
The air grows fresh, the earth turns brown.
A reminder that life renews in time,
As the raindrops cleanse the grime.
So let the rain pour, let the drops sing,
Let the sound of the raindrops bring
A sense of calm, a feeling of peace,
And let worries and fears finally cease.
© Ayush Sengar
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