Let the rains come to cleanse my soul
And wash away this dusty ache,
The remnants of a heart not whole,
The broken path I’m forced to take.
If only for redemption’s sake,
Let raindrops hide the falling tears
That cause my fortitude to shake.
Let me reclaim my wasted years.
~~~~This was written for a prompt from Imaginary Garden with Real Toads asking us for a huitain. More information on this form can be found by following the link.
11 comments:
Ah, I don't think a person can ever reclaim one's wasted years; but one can resolve to LIVE from this day forward. Your poems are always thought-provoking.
Yes, this one speaks volumes of truth. I wish we could reclaim time, instead of with it away~
Powerful...I really enjoyed your poem
:D
Rains can be such a physical and spiritual cleanser! Beautiful, reflective poem!
Raindrops hiding falling tears... is so sad and yet so beautiful.
I love that the rain is pouring and cleansing the soul ~ A thoughtful and lovely write ~
I am what I am today b/c of a broken road I travelled for years...
Beautiful. You have used the form to wrap the thoughts up so succinctly.
Just a very pretty poem - beautiful music and thoughtfulness. k.
says so much....pain sometimes brings in a perspective that can change things to a better way...
.. 'let me reclaim my wasted years' ~~ if only we could. The most we can hope for is to have learned lessons. Very nice!
we all love the rain :) i like it!
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