mist

mist

A Poem by christine zapanta andes
"

..feel the rain...

"






why does rain collides with pain?
in every drop
there is solitude,
with every fall
there's the cold.

even a love song
sings with this feelin',
within this drizzle
just like 'walking in the rain'
or listen to the 'thunder'.

victims of unhoped for future,
unspoken truth and betrayal
drowned with tears
of foolishness, of innocence..
all flow with the rain.

thunderin' sound
of heartbeats broken,
lightning from dark
dreams of uncertainty
sparks never- ending

sudden stops of rain fallin'
swiftly dissolved from heaven
left I, with silver mist
rolled down...
from my own cheeks.







-musicfunk-



© 2013 christine zapanta andes


Author's Note

christine zapanta andes
a heavy rain last night rose up my alpha state after a hard day dealing with this cruel thing called reality.
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"just like 'walking in the rain" wordplay!!!! awesome! my only critique is that in the first paragraph, shouldn't it be "Why does rain collide with pain?" and not, "why do rain collides with pain?". that was the only mistake i caught and other than that nice work, i personally love the rain.

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Posted 7 Years Ago


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christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

thanks rachel 'walking in the rain is a song actually
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Interesting comparison sorta reminded me of how they always seem to like to show funerals in rainy weather.


Posted 6 Years Ago


i like to listen to The Doors, riders on the storm, the rain falling reminds me always of a hot Summer's night and the pillow feels soft and cool to sleep
awhile the song's playing with the lights out, nice piece of work your poem is
effortless, leaves me a real feel of ease, peace of mind is a real precious thing;
nice photo, looks very.. CHA-CHA-CHA-CHA-CHERRY BOMB
from the greatest girl band ever The Runaways

Posted 6 Years Ago


Rain is only as bad as you want it to be . . . sometimes for me, rain is the greatest blessing there is . . . just standing in it with no coat and hat is vital to make it through the day. (Don't stand there for too long, though--or you'll get sick)

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Posted 7 Years Ago


christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

nice point
yeah,haha
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nice.

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Posted 7 Years Ago


wow, I love this poem. The only thing I saw that's wrong is a typo in the first line. Should be "collide" not "collides". :)

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Posted 7 Years Ago


now i love this, love the feelings that flow through,
good strong emotion, love it

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Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

my pleasure
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Nice. Love the imagery. Curious though, the Ronettes?


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Posted 7 Years Ago


christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

thanks, hm,what do you mean?
You did this very well, the images and comparisons are striking. The last verse really compliments the ending, like a cycle of nature and the human condition. Nice writing.

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Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

thank you =]
 Relic

7 Years Ago

:)
a very good write, solemn yet beautiful. I love this stanza:
victims of unhoped for future,
unspoken truth and betrayal
drowned with tears
of foolishness, of innocence..
all flow with the rain.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

=] thanks!
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Tex
this might be the first piece of yours I have visited. Wow what an opener. and this stanza:

victims of unhoped for future,
unspoken truth and betrayal
drowned with tears
of foolishness, of innocence..
all flow with the rain.

could be a poem all it's own. The depth of that stanza is remarkable it must be meditated on to see its reach. this is a write that can be read months later and and then again years later and each time different meaning will come to the fore because your are in a different spot in your life... Very well written my friend.


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Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

christine zapanta andes

7 Years Ago

thanks for the patience reading it
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Tex

7 Years Ago

pleasure was mine.

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