The Rain

The cold draft chills me as we

Lay on the bed besides the open

Window; outside it is raining as

Well as inside of my heart.



I slowly dress myself and head

Towards the door as you look at

Me with hurt in your eyes. So I

Step out into the rain and just stand

There as the cool crystal raindrops

Come down upon my visage.



I have always felt that the rain-washes

A moan soul’s takes away the grief and

Pain that trouble his heart but today it’ all

Different, as you come outside to join me.



Today, the rain doesn’t drown my sorrows

The rain doesn’t take them away instead

I came out in the rain as you stand in front

Of me not to wash away my troubles but to

Hide the tears in my eyes