RainA Poem by Neil IvanThis poem will be my first here. This poem was originally for our Literature output but then, our professor, told us about this website. So here I am with a poem called "Rain"It was your drizzle that caught my eye, Your droplets were what I felt that time. It may be little from what you do, You had me before you already knew. The moment you showered grace and beauty, You were enchanting with all certainty. Stuck in the moment, I did believe, You're kind of different and you won't leave. Minutes passed you turned to a rainstorm. Unexpectedly, you somehow transformed. Showed me your worst lightning and thunder, My captivated heart started to shatter. What I thought was that I know you, Guess I was wrong. I never really do. Had me experiencing that kind of something, Making me ask if I know a thing or nothing. Moments later, you began to fade away. On that time, flashbacks started to play. Now, your drizzle may still catch my eye, But your droplets don't feel the same this time.
© 2016 Neil IvanAuthor's Note
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