Rain (dear)

Published by The Poetess on

I like it when you pour down
From heaven to the ground

And I’m listening to your sound

Like a heartbeat I own.

Funny, you come down

Without intending to stay

Like pain that will just go away

And sometimes love that fades away.

It’s a cycle- repeating.

“Haven’t I gotten used to it?” – wondering.

Aren’t clouds too becoming jaded?

Like how heart welcomes love and leaves?

Maybe then they’re like funnel.

Rain is the love that passes through.

And when it hits the land,

It picks itself and stand.

Invisibly moving on – evaporation!

The Poetess

Erratic. Playful. Poetic.

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Cool nice poem