The Music

The Music

A Poem by A.Lee

Its raining here tonight

Ten thousand tiny beads of water

Pounding hard against my window

As they etch their perpetual tap, tap, tapping

Deep into my heart


Once I heard only beauty

In nature’s gentle rainy tune

As it hummed through pat, pat, pattering rain

And rocked me in its loving arms

We sang together this lovely song


Now there’s only nothing

The trees don’t whistle anymore

The rain makes random noise not music

As it drip, drip, drips through my leaky roof

And drowns me in its sorrow


The music is all gone

The calming quiet of nature’s song

Now fades away in the midnight showers

As they rata-tat-tat to no one’s ears

Because we’re too wrapped up in ourselves to hear...


But its raining here tonight

Ten thousand tiny beads of water

Pounding hard against my window

As they start their perpetual tap, tap, tapping

The music creeps into my heart

© 2010 A.Lee

Author's Note

Interpret how you wish :)

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I liked the way that you correlate the sound of rain to music. I am a camp-o-holic, so my favorite rain music is the dull thud that it makes on the tent roof. It is so relaxing and calming. However, I know what you mean, I really hate it when it rains and I am depressed; like the rain is trying to drown out my tears. Great writing!

Posted 10 Years Ago

Nostalgia, thats what this reminds me of:)
All the beauty of life and its wonders, enveloped in a empathic heart

Posted 10 Years Ago

Reminds me of how sometimes when you get really depressed, everything else doesnt seem to matter anymore.
It all fades away.
Good poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago

This is amazing. I love the last line.. it seems hopeful, like maybe things are slowly returning to how they were. Great write, I love your work. Keep it up! :D

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on May 23, 2010
Last Updated on May 23, 2010



Monroe, GA

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