Rain in My Heart: Part 2

Clouds gather in a somber sky, Inside my chest, a quiet cry, A storm brews deep, where shadows start, And with each beat, it rains in my heart.

The world outside may laugh and play, But here within, it's shades of gray, Raindrops fall, memories dart, Pooling sorrows in my heart.

Yet in the rain, I find a seed, A spark of hope, a silent need, Through the tempest, I impart, Resilient growth, from rain in my heart.

From thunder's roar and lightning's flare, Emerges strength, beyond compare, A blooming life, where dreams restart, All nourished by the rain in my heart.

– Ingeschoonraad

Rain in My Heart

When skies above seem gray and torn, And whispers of the wind are forlorn, A storm within begins to start, With every beat, it rains in my heart.

No shelter here from sorrow's rain, Each drop a memory, each tear, a pain, But in the downpour, there lies a part, Of growth and strength, deep in my heart.

Drenched by thoughts and soaked by fears, But from the rain, new life appears, A blooming hope, a fresh new start, Emerging strong, from rain in my heart.

– Ingeschoonraad