The Falling Rain Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'I see the rain falling
falling incessantly
as it keeps on pouring
to the roof above me
it reminds me of something
so strange and unusual
that it seems I'm hearing
something about my love
that is hard to understand

like a riddle in the winds
not to be heard
and not to be seen
as I stretched to feel the rain
on what love has done to me
but it has remained silent
that seems it will stay
and be kept secret
in the sound of the falling rain.