Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Someday in June 2018


It’s the last 10 days of Ramadhan
And it’s raining
It was in the middle of the night
And the rain fell just as the tear streamed down my face
The sound of the rain falling upon the roof and the ground made my heart peace, easy, as if its problem fly away upon the sky
So does the hope upon this heart
So does the prayer that going up
It’s so beautiful

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