Changes, the part of life

The rain in my city
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Its a wave you know,
full of happiness
remembering all the incidents with you.
Under the wild tree
your first mystic appearance
in the rain
compelled me to
put you in my poetry
as the only romantic character.
From that day
your each wish
became my wish
and
your each dream
i tried to full fill.
I know you are satisfied.
You forgot the rain
and the past
where we struggled a lot.
But,look
the rain of this city
still sings the song
of that mystic painting
of your first appearance
that made me to know
the turn of life and luck.
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by sarojini pattayat.15/07/2013