The rains were playing roleplays
After every hour it had
It's different manner of pouring the water
Either from the straight or from the backwards
The backwards moments were a surprise
For each living being
Because we still believe in miracles
But life would turn that single miracle
Into life lesson
Well ever thought what would happen if we stayed together
The house never cried while sun was there
The books had never told me
Lies about "the well wisher"
The eyes which would be a key
To exit from the problems
For few moments
We could have smiled
Looking towards each other
Admiring the soul of eachother
And capturing the moment through each other ways.
Well that was dream
I wish there could be some of miracles to become
This a reality
- Archita