Open the door
Don't let me wait in vain
In the pouring rain
In the dead of night
The street lights in dim mood
The rushing wind gathering speed
Plundering the leaves the weak branches fall
Hitting on the ground hard and broken pieces
Open the door
Kocking it hard to get in
The house stays quiet
Silence greet behind the door
I stand there under the porch
As the pouring rain hitting hard
The dancing droplets pushing limit
I watch the dancing branches of leaves
Open the door
The silence echo behind
No souls to touch the echo
The hard wind brushing me through
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