Before the rain falls

It's almost dark outside and birds fly here and there in the gloomy sky.
There was a severe drought in his heart since a long time and he waited for a drizzle to come.
He heard your real voice from far away and it hinted him to write few lines.
Oh! Dear rain, bring him some soothing news or let him cry to pour some tears to your flow.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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