Love is like the falling rain.
Sometimes it comes in,
like a shower,
soft and quiet,
and feeds the thirsty heart.
Other times it moves in with
gale force winds,
pummeling all in it's path,
leaving nothing but destruction
and heartache behind.
You my love,
are somewhere in the middle.
Bringing me guilt ridden joy,
and gut wrenching pain,
all in a single rain..
But if having your love
means I must get drenched,
Well, it's all worth it to me,
in the end.
A contest entry
- to live life... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
300 points, ended July 11, 6 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Well worth the win! Congratulations! Love is a funny thing. It brings with it an array of emotions that can bring us life and death at the same time.
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beautiful and expressive. Really enjoyed this one. love the thoughts behind the pen
congrats on the bronze. blessings always~ Trisha~
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You are quite heartfelt while describing the depth of this love...well done..and my thanks for the impressive entry in my contest....
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