In the gentle embrace of rain,
A thousand tears fall like pearls,
Silent whispers of hidden pain,
Shielded by nature's swirling curls.
Each drop a soothing touch,
A friend to the sorrowful heart,
A veil to conceal, a crutch,
In the storm, where emotions start.
No eyes witness the ache,
As rain weaves a cloak of solace,
A companion in the dark, a lake,
Where tears flow in silent grace.
Rain, the silent confidante,
Where sorrows find their release,
In its rhythm, a comforting chant,
A companion that brings peace.
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"Whispers of the Heart: A Symphony of Mixed Emotions"
Poetrypoem of nonstop emotions that you are going to relate
