Rain Poem by Wilson Khor W.H.

Rain



The rain falls, shedding its tears
to feed the trees; keeping flowers alive.

But why do you fall, you who are unwanted
when we'd rather be dry as we commute on bikes?

And why would you bother even shedding tears,
even if you do love the flowers and greens,
when you know you would vanish once your love is spent?

Wednesday, July 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,love,rain,tears,temporary,trees
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Wilson Khor W.H.

Wilson Khor W.H.

Taiping, Perak, Malaysia
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