YOU ARE READING Poetry Poetry why not Poetry 7 0 0 by ChaimNinvalle by ChaimNinvalle Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Rain. Rain is all our sorrows They are coming down as tears Lost hopes and dreams Broken souls That is what rain is. But then after there is always a rainbow Rainbows help you forget your sorrows. Once all is forgotten, the rain stops