The Rain

I stand alone in the rain
feeling the droplets hit my face.
I can't tell if I am crying anymore,
I can feel the embrace of my love.

I am the one who is suppose to
protect her, yet she is my sheath.
My life has been like a drawn sword
and she came along and sheath it.

She became my protector and healer,
I loved her with my heart and supported her.
I could not protect her from the horrors
that this world had shown me.
Yet we never left each other and protected
each other. Healed each other.
Even loved each other.

I asked her to marry me and she agreed.
I thought I could protect her forever,
yet Death threw it's joker and she died.
I couldn't protect her and in my arms
she said, "My life was empty till I met you,
I was so happy to have loved you. I'll always
be you, my love". It was raining then.

At her grave, I laid flowers and spoke to her.
I wore her wedding ring around my neck.
The pain became dull and I remembered.
We had protected, healed and loved.
I spoke, "I always love you and never
forget what you did for me."
It began to raining again as I stood there.

I dunno if the title is the right one for this, so sorry if the title isnt the right one.

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Originally Posted by Blade X

I stand alone in the rain
feeling the droplets hit my face.
I can't tell if I am crying anymore,
I can feel the embrace of my love.

I am the one who is suppose to
protect her, yet she is my sheath.
My life has been like a drawn sword
and she came along and sheath it.

She became my protector and healer,
I loved her with my heart and supported her.
I could not protect her from the horrors
that this world had shown me.
Yet we never left each other and protected
each other. Healed each other.
Even loved each other.

I asked her to marry me and she agreed.
I thought I could protect her forever,
yet Death threw it's joker and she died.
I couldn't protect her and in my arms
she said, "My life was empty till I met you,
I was so happy to have loved you. I'll always
be you, my love". It was raining then.

At her grave, I laid flowers and spoke to her.
I wore her wedding ring around my neck.
The pain became dull and I remembered.
We had protected, healed and loved.
I spoke, "I always love you and never
forget what you did for me."
It began to raining again as I stood there.

I dunno if the title is the right one for this, so sorry if the title isnt the right one.

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The title is perfect, and yeah that is awesome I would like to see more.

right title dude. seems alittle dark but thats my opinion. ya great dude. i give u a 10 out of 10

Why do you guy tend to make thee cry *tears* I just wish once this well be a hapy poem. But this ones was great. I even had a picture in my head.:cry: :cry:

o.O i like ur work....nc job...reminds me of STUFF...lol:D

Its always raining.....
Like without ending
Like also my pain now
That doesn't stop

But after all of my pain
And all of my hope
To forgot you
That's just I can't do.....

That is just some of the lyrics I just translate to you entitled Rain too in this country, maybe some of people in this country knows that......

I don't like sad poems, which is a shame, because it seems that's all people ever write about these days.

Having said that, I would like to make a request!

I request of someone, anyone, a short poem about a man in a pastry shop making tasty pastries. Tasty pastries. If it's a rhyming poem, then you've already got your first rhyme.