A Poem by Inner Rain

A Poem

It's not in the kiss the causes the roses to bloom,
Or the passion that threatens to consume.

Not in the gentleness of your touch,
Or way you expect nothing much.

It's not how you always seem to forgive,
Or the sweet feeling that we relive.

Not in the clock that moves once again,
Or the answering of where? and when?

Its in the righting of wrongs,
And the blind writing of songs.

Its within the tear at the corner of my eye,
And the rivers that refuses to run dry.

© 2011 Inner Rain

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its amazing
nice work

Posted 8 Years Ago

Wonderful..... Nice Craft...

Posted 8 Years Ago

These were rhymes that came to me as if from another person's heart, like somebody I like very much, they had a sweetness that in a way came unexpected and I like the sensations of reading something like that...

Peculiar emotional range in this one. The 1st and 3rd stanza mainly did it for me.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on July 25, 2011
Last Updated on July 25, 2011


Inner Rain
Inner Rain

City Of The Living

Why I Write?! I love to write poems... Not really planning to make it a profession, i just enjoy it. I write to relieve stress, especially school-related stress and also so i can express my emot.. more..


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