Dare to rain?

Dare to rain? short poem

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Do you not care, do you not see?
Do you breathe the name of your savior in your hour of need?
Do you taste the blame, does the flavor remind you of your sin?
Can you stop the fire from within?
What if I am the rain?
What if I am your savior?
Will you feed the rain?
The world starts to rust
I think my heart is about to bust
It’s all a game, avoiding failure
All in the name of the great savior
And all those things we don’t need
I am lost, I hope to never fall
But that wouldn’t be the end to it all
I want to feed the rain
Let it pour
Because without I am not alive
Without it, it’s just rust from the inside
The savior looks down on us
She smiles and doesn’t let the rain come and wash our sins away
But this time I won’t need the savior
I will feed the rain, I am thirsty for love and I will dance
I will dance under the sunny skies until someone cries.

This poem is part of the Poetry Book “Rain and Wind

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Srdjan Solkotovic

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Srdjan Solkotovic(Srđan Šolkotović) is a young aspiring author born on the 6th of January, 1993. Currently owner of The Writing Hut and literature student, a writer born in Serbia, raised by multinational parents (Serbian/Wallachian father and Romanian mother).The first time I was interested in writing was around the age of 12. It seemed fun to create worlds that people enjoyed to read about. Writers are amazing, creating with only pen and paper. Like playing god.Most of my works are of a poetic nature but I have written and published some erotica. Now I have a few projects that I will work on and I hope that you will enjoy reading them when they are finished.
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