Dewey teardrops from heaven above falling
As I reminisce the life before I’ve been in
Brings me back memories of yesteryears
Of laughters still echoing and overflowing tears.
My heart skips a beat tuning in with your rhythmic sound
Splattering into bits as you melodiously hit the ground
No, it doesn’t mean its pain I always think of when you’re here
But also of cleansing my soul of evil demons I wish to disappear.
A rainbow may soon manifest itself from the distant horizon
Coloring my world with magical hues giving me inspiration
After you have dared exit from your magnanimous performance
Giving the stage now to King Sun as another beautiful day is at a glance!
Elizabeth E. Castillo Copyright 2011
If poems were fragrances , then this would be exquisite jasmine . ” Cleansing rains ” has that lyrical quality that prompts the reader to pose the question , have you ever considered setting poems like this to music ?
Thanks, Louis!
sometimes you are peeved by the nuisance of rain and at times you consider it as cleansing !- this is life , a whole bundle of contradictions……but this has nothing to do with the poem!! did I say contradiction ?