A Gift From The Rain

Grim faces from the sky
brings forth the heavenly tears.
Sheltered from nature's whims
I sat in my house, welcoming
the memories of my youth
when I was only a child,
playing with friends in the rain.
Unafraid of the lightning,
ignorant of what harm it could bring,
squealing in delight,
laughing and dancing around
before our angry mothers
called all of us home..
Those are the good old days
I will never forget,
the gift of fond memories
which return when it rains......

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: singapore, SGP

Favorite Poets: Emily Dickinson, Robert Frost, Sarojini Naidu and friends in Neopoet.

Comments

emeka ozurumba

11 years 2 months ago

the end of the poem is just

the end of the poem is just perfect, its conclusion is perfect

alidzain

11 years 2 months ago

Thank you

for the kind words. To me, a rainy day is not a bad day. You can hear the nature's orchestra when the thunder, the taping of raindros and the wind unite. Its beautiful.

Alid

Eduardo Cruz

11 years 2 months ago

Alid

WOW!
talk about letting it all hang out. this made me think of Emily Dickenson, that's how well it's written. There is a certain dreaminess to the poem. the reader feels as if it is their own memories.
This is the way to write a poem, to put the reader into your mind and see the imagery in there. Beautiful is a word that is not good enough for this poem. This is one that should be selected for the Neopoet Book.

Eddie C.

alidzain

11 years 2 months ago

Thanks, Eddie

for the kind words. I'm following a mentor's advice which is to read the poems of the famous poets so the way it was written might be inspired from what I have been reading and feeling at that moment. Glad you like it.

Alid