These Are Not Raindrops Poem by Hebert Logerie

These are not raindrops, my darling
These are real tears. No, it is not raining.

No, it's not snowing. No, it's not pouring
These tears are genuine and painful
I have been hurt since your dreadful
Departure and nothing has been wonderful.

It has been sunny, but it has been drenching
Deeply inside me. I got knocked out in the ring
Of life, since you have been gone with the wind
I'm wounded; I'm lying flat alone on the sand.

These are not raindrops, my darling
These are real tears. No, it is not raining.

Copyright © November, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.