Sitting in my darkest hours
Bruised and scorned with pain
I only stop in my tracks
And pray for it to rain.
Let the rain heal my heart
And melt away the frost
Let the rain pure my love
For what I truly lost.
Let the rain trickle down
Upon my sorrowed face
Let it wash away my tears
To a far off distant place.
Let the rain clear away
The secrets that I weave
For once I wish that I can dream
And know what I believe.
Let the rain take away
All my sins and sorrow
Let the rain cleanse my soul
And give me a brighter tomorrow.
Ah, what a beautiful poem! You wish to wash away the regrets and all those bad memories that overwhelm your soul: -) great write! Liking the rhyming: D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem, nicely written and well rhymed.