I cried in the Rains

to hide my tears, I chose rains

 I tried and cried amidst the rains,
That would help me drain my pains,
I befriend the rain to be my guide,
I knew my tears that it could hide,
I bathed, refreshed, I screamed silence,
I walked by my memories, hence, in the rains.

 

The droplets filled and burnt my  eyes,

What is life? A mirage of lies?

Cobbling them with pools of tears,

Scaring frights and crumbled fears,

Filled with fled and mourning pains,

It rains, and rains. I scream silence.

 

It blurred my sight, it spilled my heart,

The heart it broke, the heart that’s hurt.

It scorched my heart and my mind,

My eyes that flood, and tears to hide.

I cried in rain, brimming pain,

It made me mad, I grew insane.

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Sadness and the rain. Sometime the two can give us a sort of a peace. I like the flow and the desire of this poem. Description create a vision of someone who is struggling and trying to find some sort of peace. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[WhiteWillow]

Beautifully written.

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

Your poem having rich words with rhymed power. My best wishes and regards.

[Dayran]

It does that sometimes. At a true love level, we engage the impulses of our identity to also identify with the world. Sometimes it competes with us for it and takes it away. The world is bigger, but where we demonstrate that we are more true, it returns the self to us. Great write!

[EMMIE]

Love the way you describe things here and the imagery is great...easy to picture in my head

[Abd-afeez]

i love the flow, poetry flow and its message flow itself, because tears and rains are fluids that can flow. Thank you for sharing.

[AK]

That was very good imagery. I could imagine myself drenched in the rain.