The Foreign Rain.

The Foreign Rain.

A Poem by Betty

I pity those the sun frowns upon without pity,
I tremor and shiver at just the thought of their misery,
And of all the ill-fated, it is the desert my tears tremble for;
My breath withdraws as to its long and dreary tale, I attend,
A tale based upon not fear, not agony,
But upon that one drip of rain had every chapter been based. 
It spoke of how the sun is never out of rage,
And of how the days are bearers of no change:
No color, which only love and hate could paint;
No sound, which only life could bait, 
Days bearing all of which best define hell on earth, 
But once in a while, from the sky that never soothes its flames,
The scent of mercy diffuses, as a drop or two of water falls.
It then spoke of the feathery touch of this foreign rain,
How its gentle tap made its withered sands sain,
For it seemed to bring the end of its despondent days
The end of being the bearer of the suns ever ending rage
So hope did surge and ignite in this hell forsaken place,
Hope for the sun to shed its light upon birth not death.
But a dweller was this rain never,
For it left even before the night took over.
The desert fears none, as it is horror itself,
The desert knows no pain, as pain had long outmoded itself,
But it knows in detail, the bitter taste of hope gained and hope lost,
As this was the lesson, that one drip of rain taught it best.  

© 2013 Betty


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Last evening a welcome rain drenched my city of after a long spell of intolerable heat.
Though torrential one with thunders and lightning that killed eight persons nationwide,yet the rain was a blessing.It transformed our 'hell on earth' to a paradise.
Nice poem.
Thanks for sharing.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Betty

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much for the review Zainu... And i really am sorry for what predicament you city was af.. read more
zainul

10 Years Ago

You are most welcome.
Adore your sympathy.



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I thought this was absolutely beautiful...love it!
wish I could write like this

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Betty

10 Years Ago

Thanks Brandon ....your are ever so kind :)
Wonderfully written piece with very descriptive writing and a good use of imagery!

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Betty

10 Years Ago

Thanks Danielle .....what a delight you enjoyed it
A amazing description of the desert. I have spend time in the heat. No place to escape from the heat and the sun. I like your description.
"But once in a while, from the sky that never soothes its flames,
The sent of mercy diffuses, as a drop or two of water falls."
Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Betty

10 Years Ago

Thank you Coyote
I can feel my skin drying out as I read the first two paragraphs, and then the slight quench of just a single nights rain after it. I really like your style of poetry, it's very lyrical, I could see this being made into music, but on it's own it is powerful. I enjoyed :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Betty

10 Years Ago

Wow ...I am more than overjoyed it had such an impact on you.
What a sorrowful, deeply spiritual poem of ardent want and longing, longing to taste the sweetness of life, rather than wallow in the sandy, arid depths of desperation, longing to drink, to drink and be filled, filled to over-flowing. You've penned this well, Betty. Very well, indeed!



"The (sent)scent of mercy diffuses, as a drop or two of water falls.---->I only point this out because I really like this poem. Let's get that pesky typo out of the way now, so you won't have to endure hearing about it, over and over, and...

"So hope did (serge)surge and ignite in this hell forsaken place..."--->and this one.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Betty

10 Years Ago

Thank for your through review Dean. And the Pesky typo will Vanish for sure ;I'm gonna get right to.. read more

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addis ababa, Bole sub City, Ethiopia



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