Jun 2015
I love the smell of rain.
It's the smell of life,
of renaissance,
of nature in all its glory.
Sometimes i just stand outside,
in the plain rain,
and let it wash my body
and my mind,
let it cleanse my soul
and wash away my shame and sins.
And I just stand there, thinking.
Thinking about the universe,
thinking about the beautiful nature that surrounds us,
sometimes even thinking about you.
Sometimes I laugh.
Sometimes I cry.
Sometimes I can't feel anything but the rain.
DCimpean
2014
It's the smell of life,
of renaissance,
of nature in all its glory.
Sometimes i just stand outside,
in the plain rain,
and let it wash my body
and my mind,
let it cleanse my soul
and wash away my shame and sins.
And I just stand there, thinking.
Thinking about the universe,
thinking about the beautiful nature that surrounds us,
sometimes even thinking about you.
Sometimes I laugh.
Sometimes I cry.
Sometimes I can't feel anything but the rain.
DCimpean
2014
This is an older work of mine, and it was originally wrote as a monologue and I just recently decided to make it public as a poem. It was written in a very special period of time in my teenage life, after experiencing love for the first time. It was just a beautiful rain outside and I considered it deserved a little more admiration, so I put my feelings into words. Hope this speakes to someone else there too. It's about fascination just as much as numbness, gratitude and self awareness and acceptance.
