I Don't Mind The Rain AnymoreA Poem by Austin_MeehanI Don’t Mind The Rain Anymore
The simple things like the rain, Don’t bug me anymore, Cause they all remain the same, The pain, I see the parade beneath those clouds, Getting rained on, Carry on and sing the same songs, Commit to the past and make the same wrongs, I remember why I signed my life away, To hope that I live another day, I know what it speaks is true, I just know I want it to rain if I get buried in that red, white, And a side of blue. I don’t mind it anymore, For I’ve come to understand, That the sun wouldn’t be enjoyable with the rain, That happiness wouldn’t be worth much if not for pain, Rain is a sign that even the world has sad days, Thunder the sign that even the sky needs to scream, Lightning the sign to show that even in the darkest storms, There are flashes of brilliance. Do not be mad at the rain, It is not its fault it can’t go upwards. I’ve got the right to remain silent, But I also have the right to stay thoroughly violent, The rain affects me still, It now longer makes me morose, It infuriates me, At how peaceful it can be, Here comes a riot, If you thought there would be silence when violence occurs, You’d be wrong cause now you can hear sirens, I’m as brittle as diamonds, And I apologize if this frightens, But I hope you like this, I hope it brightens, Cause this is dark and vibrant, I’ve slowly acquired the defiance, And on the horizons I see demons and titans, As this damp dimness tightens, However, I will remain tranquil, For I know this rain grows dandelions. It grows what I cannot anymore, This beautiful picturesque rain, Wants me to leave the door open, So I can dream and keep hopin’, That the rain will form a person, Of love and unbroken, And while my dreams remain unspoken, I want to wander outside, To where the rain will envelop me like no love ever has, As something so simple protects me from the complex. I don’t mind the rain anymore, Cause as this rain makes it colder, I become bolder to ask for the words I think of when I see, When I see this beautiful precipitation. I like the rain now, Because it holds me throughout the night, Keeps me out of this battle, this fight, It grants me this ability to think about it, It becomes the words I write. Even though it causes me emotion, I don’t mind rain anymore. © 2018 Austin_Meehan |
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