RAIN
by Sara Czarnota
by Sara Czarnota

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Rain,
Shattered tears,
Or drops of pain?
Not too hard,
No, it’s true,
When tears fall down,
Dreams fall too,
Rain can cover,
It can hide,
All your nightmares,
All your pride,
All your salty tears,
From under your eyes,
That keep coming,
One by one.
Heavy rain,
If it matters,
Has a different shade to be,
Unheard screams,
Wicked dreams,
Than no one can no longer hear,
Epic tales of wounded brains,
Crazy stories,
Unwell maids,
Rain can cover,
It can hide,
But can it hide my evil side?
When it ends,
Drops fall down,
Silence falls all around,
All around there is peace,
No shattered tears,
No wicked dreams,
Just heavy breaths,
And unshared thoughts,
Of you, of me,
Of heavy raindrops.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A student, writer, and aspiring leader with a passion for international relations, diplomacy, and public policy. Driven by curiosity and a commitment to meaningful impact, they explore ideas at the intersection of leadership, global affairs, and innovation, believing that thoughtful dialogue is the first step toward lasting change. A film and book fan, a passionate writer and traveller.
Instagram: sara_czarnotaa
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