The World of Tears

i love rain. =)

 The rain sparkles.

Not many people see it.

But I do.

‘Tis the rain of beauty,

The rain of hope.

The rain of sorrowful love..

“It falls from the clouds,

Pulled by a simple force called gravity,”

Everyone says.

But they’re wrong.

Rain doesn’t fall.

It floats, drifts, soars.

Landing in an attempt to help cleanse this World of Tears,

Even though it is the tears of clouds who are weighed down.

 

The rain sparkles.

Shines, glistens, shimmer with a thousand colours of the rainbow.

It falls on the faces of the sorrowed,

The tearful,

And hides their shameful tears from the World of Tears.

The World of Tears, which dislikes tears,

Dislikes laughter.

Dislikes any emotion,

As emotion shows individuality.

And the World of Tears dislikes that.

It wants us to be the same,

Like tears.

And raindrops.