Drip Drop

somewhat dark, i wrote this while it was raining

Drip, Drop,
Goes the rain upon the sidewalk of my broken heart.
Drip, Drop,
Is it rain, or are they tears?
They’re tears,
Tears running down my cheeks
And splashing down.
Down, down they go.
May they not drown anyone,
Lest their loved ones join me.

Reviews

[Hope]

Very harsh but simply complex...great write!

[Guardian]

It's a very nice little poem. It flowed very well and each word was used effectively. There's some definite emotion in this piece and you used poetic elements well without seeming forced. Great job!

[John A Common]

I realy like this. When it rains it is a good way to hide your tears.