Rain
Did I hear first Rain drops as they fell,
Drizzling with exhaust fume smell?
Do I crouch down below in damn?
Did I shake like The Wolf's first lamb?
Invariably, invariably
I know they fall and fell to smother me.
Inferno was Death's own decree.
I know they were my last sight to see.
Each tear shaped sprawling.
Each one falling.
Each drop a flame of light.
Each one, a show of might!
When differing views will not both be living,
The Rain will not be forgiving.















Devious Comments
No, in a more serious note: From what little I've read of your poetry, this actually seems like a big step in a new direction of writing. I actually found it appealing to read because of the mental path it seemed to take, so it had good flow. The rhyme scheme gave it good rhythm, and I especially loved the juxtaposition of something gentle like rain with the exhaust and Wolf. The only things I'd care to point out are the occasional cramped line, and that the ending could've been a little stronger, though the two-line difference really did do a lot to make it stand out. Great job!
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"I don't want to live-- I want to love first, and live incidentally."
Zelda Fitzgerald
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~Hil~
My heart is a puzzle I'm still missing a few pieces.
Well, I'll stop before I get too carried away, lol. Seriously, I do like this. : P
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Ni YingGai Pa TiaWu De Gui!!! : O
I like it.
Don't ask why, I don't know.
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"Floatin' in the summer sky. . .
99 Red Balloons go by"
but thanks for the advanced critique! I like that you gave me a good look at the grammar of the poem, which most people won't be looking at, probably. It made me rethink some bits of the poem and edit it. You'll be credited.
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"Floatin' in the summer sky. . .
99 Red Balloons go by"
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♪♫♥♫♪
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"Floatin' in the summer sky. . .
99 Red Balloons go by"
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"Floatin' in the summer sky. . .
99 Red Balloons go by"
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