Oh, rain a midnight pour in unrelenting persistence, nothing but the wild falling rain <br />On this bleak isolated hut, where suffocating solitude reigns grasps and rules <br />It reminds me that I shall end and die with every drop again and again <br />How long this rain can last; listen to the voice of rain cold with wind so cruel <br /> <br />This purposeless rain is it about washing the world cleaner than it has been <br />What purpose it may serve, being born into this solitude with no aid around to be seen <br />I wish I was dead for blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon <br />Unlike me waiting the rain to pause or cease before the rise of dawn <br /> <br />The frigid rain gathers in cold springs among broken reeds, <br />A throng of broken brown reeds all tattered, still and stiff, <br />Like me who have no love which this wild rain on tin roof beat beat <br />Has not dissolved except the share of misery and grief <br /> <br />Solitude grapes me in this night of relentless rain <br />It is the time when I compelled to search through all I felt and saw <br />The springs of life, the depth of pain and extremity of awe <br />The chain of our very knitted purport, all gone in vain<br /><br />Nero CaroZiv<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-one-solutary-night/
