Tears Of The Rain Poem by Stephen Harris

Tears Of The Rain



The childs sad gaze remained unbroken.
Hypnotised by rains translucent tears
that fell against the cold, old windowpane,
and formed rivulets that spoke of rivers,
rivers raging that mirrored a pain he'd known.
How he wished to be rid of this sadness,
To be loved on this dull, dank day

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I try not to write sad poems if I'm honest. This was based on my childhood and inspired by a contest of no more than 50 words with 'window' as the inspiration. By the way I've been largely very joyful for years
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