One part of droplet is the light
It keeps a poor thought inside,
It makes the water just fall down
To fix the mind by loner thrown.
It`s raining hard, all streets are wet,
The city looks like spider`s net
With tens of crystal cold eyes.
It sleeps in silence, piles wise.
All people pass the storefronts
Just going-round road ponds,
Umbrellas taking in the hands,
Enjoying time the weather lends.
They harry up to their love
To stray among of feeling grove,
To visit home with piece of warm,
To shut the face from shame storm.
The rain is a wonder time,
To think about soul`s prime,
To watch the sun inside the heart
And love someone, believing start.
''The city looks like spider`s net With tens of crystal cold eyes. It sleeps in silence, piles wise'' pessimistic outlook! but the poem ends with some optimism....that's the point to be counted.....i like the poem very much......
Yippee! Pitter, Patter rain drops, pitter-patter rain drops, it is fun to be rain and certainly highlighted the rain in your own style. Just as wind sways the trees in rain your poem is sweeping me on to my feet. A wholesome meaningful composition. I honor thee for writing such a poem on rain. One part of droplet is the light It keeps a poor thought inside, Great work, keep it up!
I want to watch the Sun inside the heart I want to love someone I want to believe that love is true Faithfullness is simply there in love Silence, peace and warmth of the home. Like very much all these thoughts. there is always a lot of love in your poem Thank you. It is a joy to read your poems. tony
Whoa! you are one of those poets who have great imagery, nice writting
I must thank you.Again and again for this poem and the other classic achievements of yours.Truly you have the gift.
I like the mood in this one, rather than running away from the rain you have created a possible new start beginning.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sincere poem! Beautiful and unique words! You are the unique poet!