The Rain

Poem Type: Trimeric

The rain falls softly on the ground 

A lullaby so soothe the soul,

With each drop a gentle splat,

Peaceful and serene the world made whole.

A lullaby to soothe the soul,

A soft rhythm to calm my mind,

The rain’s symphony withdraws stress from the body.

With each drop a gentle splat,

A melody of the rains song,

The melodies pulse all around.

Peaceful and serene, the world made whole,

A moment of grace and no sound

The rain’s gift that calms us all down.

Reviews

[1809 Black Plague Decem..]

Hellos, Dear, Karan0204,
I love that. The whole depict of the rain, as a seranade,
really wins me over, great write!
-----1809 Black Plague Decmeber

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Yeah... I must be on a desert...

Truth is... still can't see it...

Ok there are exceptions yes...

Some still retain their sanity and humanity...

Damn... M was right all along...

And still is...

Yeah... so was good old Jim...

Gentle rain... indeed...