little cold drops from above
that fall in pitter patter
all together make a splish splash
thoroughly soaking me
i used to hate the rain
the stormy clouds and thunder
lightning terrified my brother
but my mom would smile and say
look at all this beauty
this incredible scene
lighting calls to thunder
and is never lonely long
as a child i learned
to love the storm
but rain took longer
for me to truly understand
why must it be wet?
why is it cold?
why does it ruin
the fun when it appears
all i knew was droplets racing
down the car's window
maybe sometimes a rainbow
were the only beautiful things
5 scars and 6 gallons of tears later
I've learned to love the rain
sitting alone my tears are invisible
when the sky is crying with me
it envelopes me
covering the pain
and taking the icy numb
away when it leaves
washing it all away
i feel at peace
and i can laugh with the rain
as my heart breaks in the flood
i dance, i sing, i am alone
no one to see a single moment
except for thunder calling
and lightning flashing
and rain covers us all
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Author:
just a girl in a really big city🩷 (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: August 8th, 2024 02:20
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Comments1
Bitter sweet this poem but a great sense of unity with nature and full of metaphor it reads as if from a child view and pulls at the heart strings.
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