The rain and the snow

A poem about how sometimes "snow" is better than "rain". It refers to psychological pain.

In this world drowning in rain,
small diamonds and pearls
I find filled with pain.

The sun never comes up,
never does my wine fill
my own solitude's cup.

It is not normal to need the snow,
in a world without sun,
only in rain drenched now.

But a change, even now and then
is really wanted though it might be
from bad to worse my friend.

Author's Note

thank you for taking the time to read this poem.please review it freely.

Reviews

[Mermaidstear]

'my own solitude's cup' beautiful line :) Great piece!