Inside the meaning of ourselves, the poets and songwriters look.
Just the thought of tears makes my spirit hurt!
Always looking, never seeing the words through the rain.
After the dogs of summer stop barking the dreamers breathe,
After the rain of the evening, the poets and songwriters learn.
In the stillness and cool-ness the dreamers rejoice!
All the ghosts have begun humming again.
Beside the river of tears, my mind thinks.
After the rain, sunny memories sing!
A truly insightful poem. After the rain is rebirth. Read mine - By way of answer Read mine - Rain - Adeline
......nicely written....thanks for sharing..and congratulations on member poem...I hope you have a sunny day soon :)
Nice write. After the rain is sunshine. There is always an end to a season. Thanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well-said Ronald! after the rain sunny memories sing! Sorrows became joy. Rain brings coolness everywhere.
Thank you Sasanka for the wonderful comment.