Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
I like the line The rain plays a sleep song on our roof at night -how true. The beauty of the poem lies in the poet's ability to make rain into a person
rain they say is the enemy It brings sadness it is the tears of God But could very well be tears of joy
In a sleepless night the rain brings in a music that smoothly takes you into deep sleep.
Hi, I have translated this poem.Thank you for the poem. Can I publish my translation elsewhere?
I think this poem sucks. It's so bland and unpassioate. It pretty much means nothing, it sounds like someone who is TRYING to be deep, and it didn't work at all. No depth, no emotion.
Bruh do uknow who wrote that bih