When it rain, it pours. The rain tap
Dance at my door. The romance and
Sequence, is like a Broadway score.
I tried to tap dance with it (the rain), but
I always fall short.
The rain laughs at me and says, " I've
Been at this for a very long time." I
Said to myself, " we'll it's my time to
Shine." As the rain drops become harder
And intense. I matched its pace!
The rain said, "You're improving!" As
It laughed in my face. He said, (the rain)
I am a part of nature and you're just a
Man. I said, I can do anything! You don't
Understand.
As the rain drops slowed down and died.
I yelled out goodbye! I'll see you another
Day, when the heavens do cry.
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Author:
The BlackShakespeare (
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Comments1
I like your use of familiar metaphors to insure ease of relatability and accessibility, but
at the same time you're, unravelling and giving us a deeper and more meaningful interpretations of those same metaphors and images
its cleverly done, an intriguing read, conveying a revitalising message..
thanks for sharing
Keep reading others that I post. I am trying to make my poems theatrical at most.
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