Drop after silver drop Like crystal pendants For milady's ears, Splashing against Pavements, trees, Roofs and faces. Drop after silver drop Against my windowpane Beats a drowsy sonata. Oh, weary, weary, rain. Drop after silver drop Against my heart -- Internal tears, fall gently, My heart is sore. Oh, weary rain. Drop after silver drop Against my brain Trying to wash away Memories. Futile task. The rain is tired. Drop after silver drop Upon my face. I stretch my arms to it The welcome feel of rain-tears On my cheeks. Drop after silver drop On heart, on mind, On face. Which is the wearier of us two, rain? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RUBAIYAT, 1879 EDITION: 27 by OMAR KHAYYAM REMEMBER by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE ONE WHITE ROSE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH TO A LADY WHO HAD LOST A RELATIVE by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SWEEP by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS THE TAPESTRY WEAVERS by ANSON G. CHESTER |