What A Wednesday-Feel The Rain

There’s something enigmatic about waking up to the sound of rain,

A kind of calm, a warm sort of embrace you can’t explain,

Memories desperately push through your thoughts,

Unfiltered, unwanted,

And you lie there, accepting all of its pain,

Some people just get wet under the rain,

Some people feel what infinite possibilities it brings,

And for some, it feels like they walked into a strangers room,

But it oddly feels like home.


A short poem for tonight, it’s been raining non stop today since 4am,

Makes you feel drowsy and woozy and want to just hide under the covers all day.

How about you what’s your memory of the rain? What does it feel like for you?

2 Comments Add yours

  1. A says:

    It is a feeling .. which arouse like a cold breeze.. helping the memories to bloom.. even if it is sad now, but the memories help in lighten the mood up.
    Nice post!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. whenvi says:

      Thank you, A! Hope you continue reading 😇

      Liked by 1 person

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