Walking in the Rains.

When the rain falls on me
It washes away all the dusts of forgotten memories

Chilly winds smash my soul

Painting me with the unreasonable colors of grief

And the life around me goes strange

Surrounding me with the panic of dark nights

So much to utter, so much to share

Colliding with the strong walls of my conscious

My untold stories, my unheard tales

Unknowingly striking the sills of my windows

The only window of my life

The only way to tread in my sight

I keep it all treasured in my heart

Laden with the ivy of my smiles

Surrounded by the smell of my laughs

Laminated with the words of sparks

But

When the rain falls on me

It washes away all the dusts of my forgotten memories