The Dance of Raindrops: A Reverse Poem About Waiting for Sunshine

Per-nal

Zerayn D.

It’s a dreary day indeed,

The sun’s hiding from my need,

I cry out, “Why oh why?”

Raindrops dance in the sky.

“Where art thou, my sunny friend?”

I ask, my clothes left to fend.

Clouds waltz and nature’s in charge,

My damp robes aren’t getting large.

Patiently I wait for a ray of light,

A sunny day to make things right.

But the rain keeps on falling,

My hopes are stalling.

Reverse poetry is like a two-faced coin. Read it from top to bottom and you get one meaning. Read it from bottom to top and you get a whole different story!