The clouds gather slowly in the sky,
Painting soft dreams as they pass by,
The world grows quiet, the winds begin,
A gentle story is about to begin.
The first drop falls like a whispered name,
Carrying feelings too deep to explain,
And the rain starts dancing on the ground,
With a melody only hearts can hear around.
The streets glow beneath the silver rain,
Holding old memories, old sweet pain,
Every corner feels a little new,
As if the whole world is thinking of you.
The cold breeze moves through the trees,
Carrying secrets with every breeze,
And I wonder if the clouds above,
Are also writing poems about love.
There’s something about the rain at night,
The way it turns darkness into light,
The way every drop seems to say,
“Some feelings never fade away.”
The rain doesn’t ask the flowers to bloom,
It simply fills their silent room,
Just like love doesn’t need a reason,
It arrives like a beautiful season.
And if I could choose a place to stay,
I’d choose a rainy evening, far away,
Where time moves slow and hearts feel true,
Where every raindrop reminds me of you.
Because rain is not just water falling from the sky,
It’s all the words we never say but feel inside,
A thousand emotions, a thousand dreams,
Flowing softly through moonlit streams.
So let the rain fall, let the skies turn blue,
Let every storm bring me closer to you,
For in every drop that touches the ground,
There’s a little piece of love waiting to be found. 🌧️🤍
