Low hanging tumultuous clouds,
Crossing blackened night.
Stirring sense of,
Something brewing…
That “pre-storm” feel.
Silent heaving sky,
Attempting to hold back,
Precipitation.
Much anticipation for,
Groundbreaking release of,
“Sky’s Water Show”…
Rarely to disappoint,
No dry eyes in the house!
Cool refreshing droplets,
Of liquid peace.
Shared tears,
Nourishing calming soothing rain,
Seeping through cracks,
In my broken-hearted spaces.
By Gilda Patricia
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Very nicely written , deeper n emotive !
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Thank you Kamakhya!😊
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So simply adorable poem.
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Awww, thanks!
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I have always loved the rain. And now, I know why! 😀
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This is exact line I had in my poem & took out last second. My pisces soul sister!🐠🐟🐬🐳Can’t take a fish from water!
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Wow! 😚😚😚😚😚that’s amazing!
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Yes!!❤️💚💜💛
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