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Sometimes
Sometimes
it rains words,
hurts and crucifies,
has the power of ice;
Sometimes
it rains love,
makes you hallucinate,
and you volunteer to die;
Sometimes
it rains silence,
thunders inside,
is potent enough to slice;
Sometimes
it doesn't rain,
and you preserve the hurt,
know love’s not coming again.
it rains words,
hurts and crucifies,
has the power of ice;
Sometimes
it rains love,
makes you hallucinate,
and you volunteer to die;
Sometimes
it rains silence,
thunders inside,
is potent enough to slice;
Sometimes
it doesn't rain,
and you preserve the hurt,
know love’s not coming again.
Published 28th Jan 2013
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28th Jan 2013 7:51pm
Welcome to DUP,
I liked your lines in this, especially:
Sometimes
it rains silence,
thunders inside,
is potent enough to slice;
^Beautiful imagery, captivating.
Scribbler.
I liked your lines in this, especially:
Sometimes
it rains silence,
thunders inside,
is potent enough to slice;
^Beautiful imagery, captivating.
Scribbler.
29th Jan 2013 1:28pm
28th Jan 2013 8:42pm
Amazing poem, my friend - tenderly from the inside out... One of your very best, I believe.
29th Jan 2013 1:33pm
29th Jan 2013 00:37am
Welcome to DUP! Beautiful poem. So glad to see you here so I can enjoy you once again. :)
29th Jan 2013 2:01pm
You're gracious, dear Gail.
I'm here cause of you and MA and I'm thankful to both of you, for telling me about this lovely place.
I'm here cause of you and MA and I'm thankful to both of you, for telling me about this lovely place.
29th Jan 2013 7:28pm
Anonymous
30th Jan 2013 12:51pm
A tender & beautiful piece, Deepali. The last stanza is a very poignant finish. Love it! Welcome to DU! :)
Carlene
Carlene
4th Feb 2013 00:51am
