Why April 17, 2018 by forgottenmeadows 16 Comments Wild Heart, Born to no Religion… Why does it rain, when you cry? poetry and image copyright neha 2018 Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related Author: forgottenmeadows I am a dreamer and a writer who loves to ponder on the words of the soul.
April 17, 2018 at 10:35 am
Beautiful.
April 17, 2018 at 10:35 am
Thank you!
April 17, 2018 at 10:36 am
Pleasure belongs to me…
April 17, 2018 at 10:36 am
🙂 🙂
April 17, 2018 at 10:36 am
😀😀😀😀😀😀
April 17, 2018 at 11:05 am
Awesome
April 17, 2018 at 12:16 pm
Thank you so much!
April 17, 2018 at 11:16 am
I’d say because it’s pure. Beautiful poetry!
April 17, 2018 at 12:17 pm
Thank you so much!
April 17, 2018 at 12:18 pm
You are welcome!
April 17, 2018 at 11:26 am
So much meaning!
April 17, 2018 at 12:18 pm
Thank you my friend!
April 17, 2018 at 1:32 pm
most welcome
April 17, 2018 at 5:37 pm
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
April 17, 2018 at 7:27 pm
Thank you John!
April 18, 2018 at 3:24 am
You are welcome, Neha.