Rain: Is My Crue... Poem by Naazia Thomas

Rain, rain, rain, rain, heal my heart for it is broken.

Rain, from the angelic-like sky.

Rain, pour here and clean my (heart) , my(mind) , my (soul) .

Rain why are you here?

Rain, are you here to wash away my Pain.......? (no)

Are you here to wash away my Debts.....? (no)

Rain, are you here to wash away Guilt..........? ...........(NO) !

Rain, will never be here for Me, Rain will never be there for You!

But, still i ask the Rain please cover my Tears that are of Guilt, Hate-rid, and Shame? ? ? ? ..............................................................................................................