Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

The sounds of chilling drops on my house roof,
That chilling sounds drive me upwards,
To look forwards the drillingness force of their control,
Which relief the dryness of grounds.
That realise me that,
Without that drop that ground is dead ever.
But still they are there to fertilise the entire greeness of world.
They just need is that drop.
Then why you are mean to be dead before you are died.
Just feel those dropness force on your skin,
And awake your potential,
That you are strong enough to hold the every burden to,
Get the best crop product.
Be alive to acts everything of goodness in each momment,
Because you can't rewine those momments.
You are getting many opportunity to chose your way.
Don't let your feeling towards guiltyness ever.