All Is Silent But The Rain

My head rests against the window pane, and all is silent but the rain.
Blood is dripping from my Wrists, as I remember our love and that first kiss.
But you are gone and i am here, my body longs to have you near.
Remember I told you I'd die for you? What you wouldn't believe is coming true.
Tears are falling from my eyes, a storm is raging in the skies.
My body is cold and numb now, i feel no pain,
And all is silent but the rain.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 21, 2009

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Comments about All Is Silent But The Rain by ANGELA MILLIGAN

  • Naseer Ahmed NasirNaseer Ahmed Nasir (12/18/2008 7:07:00 PM)

    A suicidal poem with teen age sufferings. Silence is the state of feelinglessness in this poem. But soon when the rain of tears and the storm of sorrows will be over, the life will come back.

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