Sunday, April 20, 2008

Whispering Rain

With a hot cup of coffee
I sat on my chair, by the window
Watching a thousand raindrops fall
Dancing to some unsung melodies

Reaching out to me
With its soothing little fingers
Caressing my cheeks wet by tears
Slowly washing sadness down

Whispering those little nothings
Knowing how to ease my pain
Telling me that I am not alone
May be shared their sorrows too.

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whispering-rain/

6 comments:

  1. Your poem is so simple yet catching ones imagination... I saw a girl sitting by the window with tears in her eyes watching the rain...

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  2. Anonymous7:00 PM

    Short and sweet... keep it up!

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  3. Liked it... Short as I like it and so simple like Rob said.

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  4. Rain always have that effect on me... Comforting, soothing presence or a way to hide my tears...

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  5. Your thoughts resonate

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