Rain
It falls fast,
Torrential and heavy.
It soaks us to the bone
And freezes us, ice cold.
Rain is thin,
Almost invisible.
But it glints in the sun
To create a rainbow.
However hard the
Rain beats down,
Remember, the sun still shines
And its light is split into a conundrum of colours.
So let the rain pour,
And let it soak you,
Because it cleanses you
And brightens your soul.
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A Collection of Poetry
PoetryJust a few of my poems I've scribbled down when bored. WARNING - some poems are very dark and not for the faint-hearted.