The Rain and Me

The Rain and Me share a strange bond,
Sometimes hate, sometimes love.
Sometimes just harmony.
The Rain and Me share moods as well;
When I’m gloomy, she’s sad.
When I’m joyous, she’s happy, too.
The Rain and Me share the windowsill;
While I sit and watch her dance,
She rehearses and looks for my appreciation.
The Rain and Me share a love for sounds;
She finds peace in her gentle patter on the leaves and roofs,
And I enjoy the rhythm as my toes tap on the road.
The Rain and Me don’t always agree;
She sometimes floods the roads when I’d like to walk,
And I’m often not in a mood to play with her.
But the Rain and Me share a friendship;
We are bound together by her drops and my promises,
And yet, it isn’t an easy relationship.
But we manage, the Rain and Me;
With sometimes love, sometimes hate,
And sometimes, just harmony.

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  1. Unknown19 June 2015 at 23:26

    Wonderfully written!
    I can't help but imagine that the RAIN in this poem is me personified.....the rain and me share a strange bond....sometimes (always) love, sometimes (never) hate and sometimes just harmony....just like me and my Anjali 😊
    Keep writing...let your thoughts flow into words and enjoy the journey.

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