Raindrops falling from the sky,
Each one echoing a mournful sigh.
A sad and melancholy song,
The rain has been pouring all day long.
The pitter-patter of the rain,
Beating down like endless pain.
Each drop a tear from heaven above,
Crying for lost and lonely love.
The rain keeps falling, never ceasing,
Its endless melody never easing.
Each drop a symbol of a broken heart,
That has been shattered apart.
The rain is a reminder of sorrow,
A darkness that will last until tomorrow.
Its melancholy song a mournful tune,
A reminder of the sadness that will come soon.
So I sit and listen to the rain,
Its sad and lonely refrain.
Wondering if the sun will ever shine,
Or if the rain will be with me for all time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem