untitled rain poem

I make the rain
gently falling from the clouds like weeping eyes
running down the window pane, the tears on my face
for what we had in another time and place

I ride the flood
raging currents, regrets I feel inside
overwhelming me, I begin to drown
in sorrow for the days that we had known

I am the ocean
swallowing despair from a generation
swept away, their sinking souls asking for release
I take away their pain in restless seas

(2013)

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