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Dechen Dorji (Sound of the rain Contest | Certificate of Participation)

The claps of rain

The claps of rain
Swipe away my pain
The thickest sorrow
Which can’t live till tomorrow

May the rain wash
The dirt without any splash
But grievance inside me
Is dying because of unseeing yee

Mama told that life is
But dad called shit is this?
Am I shit to leave in drain
Or brush my sentimental rain?

I love you for the reason
With all forth coming season
Never knew did I mess
So, I won’t now confess.

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