Raindrops

By TheShyAssassin

Sun, 12 May 2019
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Talk to me then, of raindrops.
The ones that lay whole on your face.
And wash away guilt and nourish the soul.
They say. But they don’t.
The rain of another land plays on your face.
A strange land but still the same.
A land I must love, I have no option.
So, turn your face to the darkening sky.
And tell me now.
Are you Helen or Cleopatra?
Or just you.
Yesterday’s lives are still yesterday’s lives.
But tomorrow is unwritten.
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Submitted by Nolan on

Indeed. They say one woman can bring a kingdom to it's knees. The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.

A very good poem and it does make sense but I have to admit I don't understand all of it.

Nolan &