The Rain Poem by Roshana Phillips

The Rain

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REMEMBER WHEN I HAD SAID I LOVE THE RAIN?
THE WARMEST OF THE SHEETS,
AS I LISTEN TO IT FLOW DOWN THE WINDOW PANE.
I HAD LIED!
THE ONLY THING I CAN FEEL IS-
THE DISTANCE IN EVERY SOUND
AS THEY RYHTHM ON BROKEN DRUMS
I HATE THE RAIN
IT REMINDS ME OF ALL THE WATER
I HAS TO FETCH
THE WATER THEY CALLED PAIN.

Monday, May 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: pain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 07 January 2020

Thanks for sharing this magnificent poem, dear Ma’am Roshana🤝😊.....10+++

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Roshana Phillips

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Guyana, Georgetown
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