The rain pulls at my insides
Pulls the salt from my eyes
Reminding me of the gloom
Hiding just beyond the sunny skies
The smell envelopes me
Memories of years I've spent
Staring out into the falling drops
When I loved simple things
Like dancing barefoot in the rain
Thunder shaking my core
With each mournful drum
Like a beached whale
Moaning as its last breath gets eaten up
With the wild winds
The rain changes me
With each melodic drop
Making me weak
Much too hopelessly realized
Much too quick to weep
very sad poem good expressions about how the rain reminds the days of past... the good old happy carefree days
a poem riveted with pain.. very well written with some beautiful expressions.. well done.. regards prashant
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rain and pain....interesting depiction...nice poem