Drip drop. Drip drop.
The clouds have darkened to grey;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
My hope begins to frey;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The rain is roaring down;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
I think, in it, I could drown;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The leaves are leaking water;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
I wish I could leave this life, Mother;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
A wind whispers past, "Are you ready?"
Drip drop. Drip drop.
I don't know why I'm unhappy;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Outside the rain seems inviting;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Like bees in a nest, each drop stings;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The bugs are all hidden away;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
I won't leave this house today;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Each feline hair holds a droplet;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
As I step out into the wet;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Across, gleaming gargoyles frown;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
In this downpour, I wish I would drown;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The sky is a child's mess of charcoals;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Into a puddle my heart rolls;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
There! A glass is set down full of rum;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
Could this be why I'm so numb?
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The grass is a muddy mess of brown;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
I know, in this rain, I will drown;
Drip drop. Drip drop.
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Author:
MinaH (
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- Published: April 22nd, 2025 08:17
- Comment from author about the poem: For me, rain generally brings be peace. But not all the time....
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 6
Comments1
A great poem of the dichotomy of rain and how nice it is inside and how miserable when one is forced to work or go through it. But then again I used to dance in it as a child. A lovely write
Thank you (: Rain can bring such mixed feelings
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