Rain is like a cloud thats crying
something born, and something dying
a wet cold blanket of misery
a small forgotten memory
a comforting sound that floods your ears
like the great blue sky is filled with tears
crying softly muffled by grass
plants and trees and even us
the rain can wash away your fear
or make everything seem so clear
maybe it holds memories
maybe to you it means nothing
the rain is like a blanket, muffling reality
a quiet reminder of normality
the rain will slowly die away
but on the ground the reminders stay
reminders of the quiet drizzle
that strikes the world like a chizzle
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
Nice rymming, riting. What's with the snow in the end?
thats really good!! I think everything was beautifully rhyming and sounded very peacefrl and serene.
Post a Comment