tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31570962.post2003251329595777564..comments2023-05-23T14:01:57.789+05:30Comments on Calliopia's Canticles: Of Love and RainCalliopiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15291737369959906567noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31570962.post-45054619817680088282010-08-21T12:44:10.717+05:302010-08-21T12:44:10.717+05:30Yes, and it seems to bring out the poet in us all....Yes, and it seems to bring out the poet in us all.Calliopiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15291737369959906567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31570962.post-15940583234633206962010-08-20T22:22:48.277+05:302010-08-20T22:22:48.277+05:30^^ Me likes.
"But is love ever really in vain...^^ Me likes.<br />"But is love ever really in vain?<br />For despite the broken's sad refrain,<br />Eternity or a moment on a window pane<br />Is etched an indelible stain"<br />te ka tiaaaa...<br /><br />Rain makes love melancholier :)ku2https://www.blogger.com/profile/16670201021888283331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31570962.post-90891822648468944102010-08-20T18:56:50.233+05:302010-08-20T18:56:50.233+05:30"Droplets of rain on a window pane,
where my ..."Droplets of rain on a window pane,<br />where my fingers trace out your name,<br />But it rained again, my love in vain."<br /><br />© Amosa, 2010.<br /><br />The pic reminds of the days when after it rained droplets of water would remain stuck on your window pane and would slowly move downwards. I'd often trace out my name or draw pictures of cats or dogs using the raindrops as Mos-ahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15894774918769116994noreply@blogger.com