Among the rain drops I walk.
Skin barely soaked while I talk…
apparently to no one.
Alone yet so combined in my thoughts.
I choose to believe I’m being mocked…
apparently by no one.
Acid rain for the people walking by.
Friendly faces warm the hearts we carry.
Cleaned spotless by tears on the inside.
Burning pains make our brains act wary.
Clouding our judgement, twisting our believes.
Amidst the reign we fell to our knees.
Acid rains are the cause of these indelible stains.
Acid rains are the cause of these corroded drains.
Corrosion will free me from my chains.
Bless the soul who set fire to the rains.







Powerfully penned, Drieks. Into the book it belongs! Love the wordplay and phrasing my friend. Nice flow as well. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you Damian! Thank you for your kind words as always.
Awesome poem. The words and rhymes are acidic!
Thank you Visions 🙏
Girl, you always set me on fire with your words. This entire poem spoke to me, but that last stanza? Blazing!
You
Inspire
Thank you Mary!
And you inspire me to keep writing with compliments like that!
💕🌺