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After The Rain

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Published: December 18, 2005
After the Rain

I’ve never had a beating heart,
I’ve never had a soul,
I’ve never felt the warmness of flesh,
I’ve never been whole.

I’ve never seen a loving moment,
No one’s ever shown me love,
I’ve never looked inside myself,
And found that which is spoken of.

Only in dreams can it be caressed,
And dreams, I have not.
Only in hopes can it be seen,
And see, I cannot.

But as I lay, a rotting corpse,
I soon realize my mistake,
For dreams have kept me alive,
And hoping is all I can take.

The rain is coming;
O, how it comes,
Thunder and lightning pounding
At my deceased ear drums.

No longer can I take this,
No longer can I wait,
No longer can I stall
No longer shall I procrastinate.

For the rain is gone,
The love is true,
My cold dead heart
Beats only for you.

After the rain,
All is made anew,
Even my endless
Love for you.

I can’t hide it,
You know it too,
Though separated by spiritual boundries,
I still have great love for you.

All the world can try to stop you,
And all the world may succeed.
But they’d only make it better for us.
If you were dead, like me.

Then together, we’d be together,
And dance like we did in life
Never did I know what love my Megan had,
If I only I knew that in life.

She being the most interesting,
She being the most creative,
I can’t suppress it anymore,
It can’t be sedated.

After the rain, O, after the rain,
I did realize my fault.
For love is not a hindrance,
But a great gift from God to us all.
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What a nice and hopeful poem. The rhyming was very well-done! :)
Xathrax123's avatar
I'm glad I clicked that link :D Great job !

You use a very good sctructure(which I also prefer using) and the poem flows very niceley. Only thing I dislike is repeating I've never and no longer. Personally I try to avoid such things. I also think it's a tad too long. Prose should be long, but poetry should be either short or contain ~5-6 stanzes at maximum(my personal oppinion) and carry the message in them. If it's longer it's a song rather then poem.

I'll have to check the rest of your poems too
kitafish's avatar
I really enjoyed the description in this piece - the title itself suggests to me the grey descending as the light returns... but that might just be a personal interpretation.

I particularly liked For love is not a hindrance, it made me smile because similar thoughts have been plaguing me for not too short a while, too.

The only thing that held back the poem for me a little was that sometimes the flow wasn't very consistent due to an uneven meter throughout. But that's coming from an open poet who finds sticking to set stanzas like you have very difficult. So really, you've done quite well.

(N.B. As for your username, is that a reference to the author of the novel given to Lestat by the Body-Thief in Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles, per chance?)
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
H. P. Lovecraft was a horror writer, who's style was much compared to Poe's, though I prefer Lovecraft to Poe. He was much more creative.

I've never read an Anne Rice book in my life. -_-

Thanks for the critique. I haven't gone by stanzas in a long time. I almost forgot this poem was here.
upsidedown-insideout's avatar
And not to disrespect what others have said, but there is nothing-wrong o a long poem? Actually they’re my favourite kind, it jut gives us more detail which we thrive for, so I don’t understand why others would think you should shorten it, the only problem to long poems is if you fail to keep our attention and drone on but I personally don’t think you did either:)

sorry for thre double post and the fact that I never keep my messages 'in two' >.<
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
It's cool, I like your comments, you're one of the few people on here who actually looks that deep into my poetry. I don't care if you double post.
upsidedown-insideout's avatar
cool then, glad so=)
:giggle: 'cause I'm a manic with a keyboard and everything double posts ^^
upsidedown-insideout's avatar
Beautiful title^^ there are just some titles that ‘draws the reader in instantly’ and this defiantly is one in my opinion.:) I love the word usage in this, there is a certain simplicity to it that gives it that effective touching feel that melts your heart.:) The simple rhymes were ‘neat’ and beautiful also. As for the flow it was a bit off but I don’t think that had too much of an effect on the entire poem, just the length of the sentences varied a little to much but nonetheless it was still an effective poem, I guess the simplicity effected it so is that the structure needed not show itself off too much, but I thought it as a pity you broke your little pattern of words starting off at the start of the line, for example;

Only in dreams can it be caressed,
And dreams, I have not.
Only in hopes can it be seen,
And see, I cannot.

and think you should have kept it up maybe.

Anyway I must agree nicely ended, my favourite stanza was;
‘All the world can try to stop you,
And all the world may succeed.
But they’d only make it better for us.
If you were dead, like me.’

Lovely job, you put a lot of emotion into simple words, and give it such strenght and that takes talent :)
upsidedown-insideout's avatar
Beautiful title^^ there are just some titles that ‘draws the reader in instantly’ and this defiantly is one in my opinion.:) I love the word usage in this, there is a certain simplicity to it that gives it that effective touching feel that melts your heart.:) The simple rhymes were ‘neat’ and beautiful also. As for the flow it was a bit off but I don’t think that had too much of an effect on the entire poem, just the length of the sentences varied a little to much but nonetheless it was still an effective poem, I guess the simplicity effected it so is that the structure needed not show itself off too much, but I thought it as a pity you broke your little pattern of words starting off at the start of the line, for example;

Only in dreams can it be caressed,
And dreams, I have not.
Only in hopes can it be seen,
And see, I cannot.

and think you should have kept it up maybe.

Anyway I must agree nicely ended, my favourite stanza was;
‘All the world can try to stop you,
And all the world may succeed.
But they’d only make it better for us.
If you were dead, like me.’

Lovely job, you put a lot of emotion into simple words, and give it such strenght and that takes talent :)
PurpleTallest's avatar
Aaron, that is so sweet.

You + Megan=adorable love.

Your poem made me feel all warm inside. It was so sweet and romantic.

May you two be together forever.
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
well, that's what I'm hoping too. Its hard though, when your so young.
Pessi-Mystic's avatar
i love this poem it is written with such emotion and feeling.
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
why, thank you very much.
Pessi-Mystic's avatar
well u deserve it, its a great poem.
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
well, thanks for your continuous compliments on my poem. May i suggest other readings from my gallery in this genre?
Pessi-Mystic's avatar
ok well i will do, how about u have a look at mine, n see what u think, not quite as long as yours mind
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
I promise to you i will, but it will be tomorrow, its getting late here.
Pessi-Mystic's avatar
cool that ok, thanks. hope u got some sleep!
hiddenregret's avatar
i like it just the way it is... i feel dead too...:)
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
who doesn't feel dead at least once in their lifetime?
hiddenregret's avatar
ive been dead all my life,i was never alive ...well maybe once upon a time
dontkillthellama's avatar
its sweet... but i think its a bit long... you made it last longer than it should have... it reminds me of the corpse bride :)
H-P-Lovecraft's avatar
poems can be as long as the author desires, and when it was shorter, it didn't feel done.
dontkillthellama's avatar
thats cool... but i suggest you have a look over it... read through it a couple of times... :) please
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