Wings what wings?
For I have been stricken down; disowned
On this forsaken land
Of the heartless
What stops the tears to flow?
Insecurity; no
Love; never
Pity upon thy self; no
What causes such pain?
Such weakness
Myself; it’s always myself
My doubt, my lack of courage
Others’ pain; others’ tears
I try flying up again
But some one doubts and tears me down
It will never end this
This ongoing cycle
But now; now the rain comes again
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter
Boom; boom
The rain comes again
What joy the rain
The certainty of thunder
Of water; of light
The light which forms the face
The face of faithfulness
The face of a giver
Of a lover
The face of a love
That’s willing to cry
Willing to die
Here comes the rain again
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Submission Name: Rain
