I was walking alone
and the day was rainy.
In my imagination
You were with me.
I lost the place of
my walking destination.
Both of us were walking in the rain
in my imagination.
I became alone when
the Sun shined again.
Like a tempest in my heart
tears came like a rain.
The lovely rains took you to the dream lands, a nice lovely expression in a simple and beautiful poem.
Yes a beautifully simple poem, as gentle as gentle rain. Read mine - Rain - Adeline
Rain is akin to tears. Sometimes it comes as tears of joy, sometimes as tears of sorrow. While we walk alone in the rain, we 'usually' get the latter. If there is someone to walk along with, sometimes we get the tears of joy too.
green yet resonates by rise of sun night when keeps blossoms captive sultry earth redounds to joy by touch of rain breeze hurtles home all through lurid silhouette heart ruffles deep gleaning tears to rain as love desiccates ..inspiring write by the ingenuity with imagery and metaphors,10+++.
loneliness the BEING in the beautiful lap of nature O wandering through the tears of sky from its darkly heart the clouds is the gathered pain of nature where HUMAN BEING wash of their inside if they can feel thoroughly ... ../// beautiful poem
emotionally sad but good poem do read some of mine ma'am moms smiles and mothers day today so many have liked it you will also
An emotional portrayal of the void created by the absence of a loved one. And this loneliness accentuates on a rainy day. This is marvelous. Thanks.
your nearness in my walking steps during the rain............. i felt love and i walked and walked....... once you disappeared and i began to cry...... this is great poetry..... wonderful imagination......it touches my heart...... tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant! The innocence and purity of such imagination is really comforting enough to get a pair of drippy eyes. I got the same indeed. Amazed to read such a touchy note of poetic diction.