For a poet nothing is very private.
Sometime expression comes from the heart
like cool rain shower
and
destroys slowly
on the way in the real world
bring pain and griefs;
thirst wants to
search the close friend
to listen.
me, a poor poet
have friends here
to share and
feel soothing song of peace,
get inspiration
to move fast
to reach my goal.

Thanks again
Happy writing

sarojini pattayat.25/06.2013