When the rain fell
a memory flashed so well
before my eyes I saw
a curvy line bowed
and shone so clear
a vision I so endear
a droplet fell on my head
a once-happened story it said;
'back then two years ago,
I was sixteen or so.
I was there at my school
and the rain fell so peaceful.
Had I walked out in the rain,
I would have drenched so bad.
So I waited behind the windowpane,
inside the class, on a chair,
looked at how it fell
ticking, waving like a swell
on an ocean so broad
an impression it brought
so graceful and the grace it sent
by the fortune for me it meant
I'd surely remember this day,
during my life, along my way........'
Something dropped on my nose tip,
the daydream somehow skipped
I regained my mind and gazed
at the sky and so much in a daze
a rainbow formed so fine
I stopped my feet and smiled
and when I thought of what fell on me
it was just another droplet, another memory..
Reminisce..a way of the person's mind..to endure the pain that was once been inside... Yet..is feels great..like a rainbow after storm... Very fine imagery..poetic..exquisite... Great write..truly a piece of art!
the simplest things can create and recreate great memories thanks for sharing 10!
Memory of rain fell on me Ifeeling my heart with glee. Goooooooooooooood work........
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I can feel the atmosphere too.Well done Kite!