there was rain by amirzand
Catch the rain, let your hand wet,
Listen to the sound of thunder.
Hold the pain, don’t let go yet,
Return it to the sender.
Clench your fist, fight to the end,
Don’t let your foe go faster.
Punch the beast,
With only one hand,
Let it perceive disaster.
“My name is Azlan Shah Fadzil and I’m a freelance translator. During free time I like to write poetry, short stories and flash fiction.” Follow Azlan on Facebook.
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