Feelings start to fade
When rain covers my face
I create my own rain
Only from my chin
I showered myself with my own tears of rain
An umbrella I own
But there’s no use
From the rain comes from my own use
If I take the umbrella away
Can you tell the difference from my tears and rain?
Can I ask that?
No one ever looks my way
And notice my own rain
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Author:
Nerd (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Please, if you can, I would like to have more honest feedback from this one since it is my favorite. I like to write poetry, but I also would like to improve my skills of writing poetry. Thank you and have a wonderful day
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
It is a sad poem using metaphor well as a bridge between feeling and nature or reality of the external. In line eight you might choose to remove the first from in that it is used again a couple of words latter and this confuses the meaning. Or the line might be rewritten retaining the first from and removing the second. It is a well written piece that sends its meaning clearly and conveys a sense of sadness of not being noticed or cared about.
Thank you I appreciate it :3
You are most welcome
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