Water | Teen Ink


December 21, 2015
By imanauthor BRONZE, Rr, Connecticut
imanauthor BRONZE, Rr, Connecticut
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Drip, drip.

As the gentel morsels touch the pavement

all the world seems so quiet.

So pure.

Every soul sleeping soundly.

No crying adolescents.

No screeching cars on concrete.

Once the miniscule leaf releases it's serene drip,

all the world is as it should be.

The author's comments:

I wrote this piece as a result of an after school rainy day. The rain just seemed so... peaceful. I hope anyone who reads the poem can get the same sense of serenity that I felt. Of course, there is no wrong way to interperet writings, so any feelings that come out of reading my poem are greatly appreciated.


Thanks guys,


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