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The Abstractions of Rain Drizzles of rain showers of pain invisible. Flashes of thunder reminders of past hauntes. Gloomy skies  depressed nights  wet pillow. Cries of clouds  sounds of irritation  hurts. Rushing winds cold drizzles slaps. Unattended ponds shrieks of splash stranded. Mist of drench smog of negativity unclear.  A.V

    The Angels of Rain Look look, their they are, where? over us, look their, o, rains coming? Yes yes, angles will make it rain, hmm…? Why does, one have tears rolling down her cheeks, and another having a big smile over his face? Why does, one lives in past and depressed, and another lives in present and joy? Why does, the rain feels sad? It’s because, one is taking the burden off herself, and another is smiling because he is happy for her, as she is healing. It’s because, one had been holding on to the past and grieving for that time or, regretting that time, and another lives in the present because he accepts the past, and wants to move on and live his life to the fullest. If you see, you can also see the joy of rain.

 Before The Rain The winds rushing through the windows, with an essence of winters. Clouds start to speak for themselves, and we hear a clap of thunder. The daylight gets weaker, and it feels like dusk. Flashes of past and future, and thunder coming down. The skies cry, and water pours down. It's, raining again.  A.V