Rain
How it's pouring on the windows
Rain
How it's pouring while the wind blows
Rain
That fills those empty rivers
How it falls upon my skin
And gives me shivers
Rain and the rainbows
When it's there at the same time as the sun
But most of the time
We only see one
Rain
And how many people hate it
I used too aswell
But I was just a kid
Rain
And how it hasn't stopped raining yet
I walked through the rain
And oh god, how my hair got wet
I touched it
And it felt so good
Cause when I didn't know if I could talk to you
The rain made me feel like I could.
I actually really like this poem. I think it leaves a lot of space for interpretation ;)
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Poem Collection
PoezieHere are the poems I've written and sometimes little backstories about why I wrote them. Enjoy my art :)