This fire within me, keeps my soul alive, burning; amidst all the other dead...!! (Read full in caption) PC: Pinterest Run into me sometimes as that roaring thunder, before the needling down pours. Flash unto me like those Voiceless lightnings fewtimes, to catch a glimse of my beloved ones. Rain on me like the showers of down pour from heavens; wetting my lately ploughed barren fields. Shine on me like that bright sunshine, the next day after the raging calamity. Blow past me like that soothing cool breeze sometimes;
