My soul has died twice.
Once when the rain wouldn&#39;t stop,
then when the sun shone.

lynn-stillman

Soul

Jun 6, 2026

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VerseBuster

A sharp emotional paradox: the rain wounds, but the returning sun wounds differently, and perhaps deeper.

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lawrence-hall

HaikuReview

Your poem is emotionally clear, but it leans more toward a short lyric poem than haiku.

A few things working against your poem:
	
Abstract language: “my soul has died twice” is very &quot;conceptual&quot;. Haiku grounds emotion in concrete imagery.
	
Explanation instead of suggestion: it tells us what happened emotionally, rather than letting the image imply it.
	
Lack of a sharp kire: there isn’t a vivid moment or cut that creates tension or resonance.