The rain is falling hard against the city streets. It keeps on falling, and I keep walking. I see all the people around, all with sad expressions, all looking for a light to shine and bring them back to life. What may be on their minds? What may have happened to them? Maybe we are all lost, looking at the rain fall. Maybe, we are all waiting. But waiting for what? For a better life? Searching for happiness? But maybe they want to be lost, to wander. Cause wandering is how we encounter the beauty of life. We need to get lost to be found. My feelings match with the rain; lonely, yet strong. This rain is a ray of hope that falls upon us. It may be what we need to find our hearts, lost in an abyss of sorrow.
It's the rain that heals, so I'll keep getting lost in it. I'll keep on walking, and embrace the beauty of this perfect rain.
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Light in the dark
PoetrySpreading hope to the lonely and broken. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I finally released my poetic side, I hope you like it! These are gonna be written, or were written, according to my feelings at the momen...
