truths to be found in the rain

rain was falling on my face
when I knew
a first kiss lasts forever
nothing will ever be like this

my face was wet with rain and tears
when I knew
true love is a promise to be broken
a fairytale without the happy ending

rain drops tattooed the window pane
when I knew
the only truth to be found in this life
is the one carved out from your own skin

wet ink drying on white paper
taught me
all I knew

each letter
each syllable
each word

is mine
put to
the white in black

each line
mine to share
and another step to
understanding

rain is falling on my face
like the tears I cried
when the first kiss ended
when true love died
and all the truths were
hard ones to live through.


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

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© Sybille Sterk
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I am a very creative person and it’s my way of dealing with the world, inside and out. I am only happy when I am making things or painting or writing. There are just not enough hours in the day…. I am into poetry and photo manipulation at the moment and also dabbling in photography. :-)

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Comments

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 2 years ago

    Oh my…………this is exactly how I know it is
    I shall never forget the taste of a first kiss
    And the break in my heart will always be,
    I feel and see it now as a reminder that great love did exist, but like all living things,
    It has a beginning a middle and an end…
    xxxxxxxxxxx

  • Thanks so much Lisa. It seemsall these things always happened to me in the rain. Lots of love. xoxoxo ♥♥♥

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Arco Iris  R
    Arco Iris Rover 2 years ago

    So man hard truths come out from the rain. That is when you are the most vulnerable and you don’t know if you have the strength to keep moving on until the sun comes in again and our illusions start to create themselves again. I feel this for the rain comes visit me often. Hope you feel better and this is a very moving piece.

  • Thanks so much Iris. Time to dry yourself off and start again… :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • lolowe
    loloweover 2 years ago

    This is so so beautiful!! Your ink, your tears, create such sublime poetry.

  • Thanks so much. :-) So happy to see you here. :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Cosimo Piro
    Cosimo Piroover 2 years ago

    everything has motion and moves on… when all our beliefs are shattered the truths left behind are always difficult… but they also have motion and move on. Loved how you ended this. xoxo

  • Danica Radman
    Danica Radmanover 2 years ago

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