Vera Sidhwa


Rocks - Poem by Vera Sidhwa

Raining

Raining so hard, so hard.
Why won't the pain stop?
It rains in my heart.
It rains on my window pane.

I usually love the rain,
With it's freshness on the grass.
But right now,
My heart feels like shattered glass.

We made this world a better place,
When our friendship was sunny.
Our egos though destroyed it.
We paid the price for it.

Topic(s) of this poem: orange, paganism, page, panic, racism, shatter, snow, trade


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 11, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 12, 2015


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