The Rain - Η Βροχή Poem by Kostas Lagos

What a wonderful and meaningful poem. So very true. Poverty robs man's ability to enjoy the wonders of existence. A great poem brilliantly penned as always. Five Stars and to my Poem List.

A well penned poem........ Truly poetic and impressive.....5 stars*****

Absolutely true.....! If there is no roof over one's head, there is no beauty for him either in rain or sunshine! When one is deprived of the bare minimum facilities of life, nothing can cheer his eyes or mind

A tragically profound poem! Excellent work, Kostas!

Here in California, the poor homeless...., purchase tents I cannot afford.)) Nobody gets wet unless they are bums. I would be grateful to live in a tent. Free from the elements, Rain is necessary for humanity. I walked in a downpour in Chicago years ago and I loved it))) Life varies across the universe. The poor here get lots of cash and thus live rent free in a great climate. I see your point, Kostas, anyway.

Revisiting. Indeed rain is rich man's charm. Roofless people still desire no rain.

How True! Five worthy stars!

Powerful and original.

Rain is certainly enjoyable. But to the homeless it is a pain

I enjoyed reading.