In the quiet rain of twilight's sigh,
A gentle drizzle from the sky,
I find the tears of my regret,
Each drop a promise, a soul's beset.
They fall like whispers of the past,
Each raindrop, a memory that will last,
In this downpour of sorrow's plea,
I seek solace in the storm's decree.
The rain, a mirror of my heart,
Reflects the choices torn apart,
A symphony of regrets it sings,
As nature weeps for broken things.
But in this downpour, I find release,
As tears blend with the rain's own peace,
For in the storm, there's hope anew,
To wash away regrets and start anew.
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Eternal Rain of Regret (POEMS)
PoetryIn the melancholic tale of 'Eternal Rain of Regret,' a heartbroken protagonist grapples with the haunting echoes of a lost love. As raindrops fall, they reminisce about a painful farewell, longing to turn back time and rewrite their history. Words o...
