Raindrops, a poem by Suwimali Bandara - Written Tales

Deserted heart
Longing for care
Waiting for raindrops
Cold and rare

Touching and loving
words for the course
Sweetest of all
Like a smell of a rose

The warmth of the desert
Thirsty but pure
Disguised raindrops
Not enough to cure

Mingle with river
Perish in the sky
Play with golden sand
Wanting to die

Let them be gone
With the wind far away
Sand is still golden
In its purest own way

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