Although I am a writer who fancies writing motivational stories, I am not a poet, but sometimes when I am lonely at home, I sink deep into my realm of dreams and start writing poems in my harmony. That is the place where I can do whatever I desire, wherever I want to go. That place is filled with Melody and Harmony, Peace and Silence.

It was one tar-dark evening, and no one was at the house. The evening Sun was no longer casting its dim shadows in a long-range. Within a blink of an eye, it started showering cats and dogs, and the thunderstorm was drumming with great blue and pink sparks. As I half opened the pane, I could feel the raindrops falling gently over my skin. I enjoyed that sweet, charming scent of the shower, and for a moment, it felt like I was embracing the rain so tightly! I closed my eyes and started to sing one of my favourite songs related to rainfall. Suddenly, I was inspired to write poetry pertaining to Music about how much I care for it. I sat in front of my reading table with a warm cup of dark coffee took some paper and a pen. My vision started to go on...