WHEN IT RAINS

October 26, 2012

WHEN IT RAINS When it rains it fills the night Destroying dreams, taking lives Screams here, a last breathes there When it rains, my face is wet with Tears from the hurt and pain of all these year Sobs here, morns there When it rains past tears flood in Filling the room crashing hard like a Wave over me A drip here, a drop there When it rains it pours filling the House like the sea washing ashore My lost treasures, taking away my broken dreams But at the end of the rain, At the peck of the silence, the Sun breaks through the clouds Driving away all my pain and tears

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RebeccaYSPerezAug 9, 2013

<p>THis poem reminds me a lot of a the heartbreaking moments where one can cry and look outside to find it raining; as if the world were crying with you. And growing up, for me, that had made it more comforting and made me feel okay to cry. The message in this piece is amazing and is depicted beautifully. For some symmetry adding another stanza of what the world looks like after the rain may make it something more, but it is just a suggestion, because this piece is lovely as it is. Thank you so much for sending this in.</p><p>Becca.</p>

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