Sad Pastries Read Verlaine

“It Rains in My Heart,” by Paul Verlaine

It rains in my heart
as on town and on mart,
pours down longings that start
to reign in my heart!

Oh soft ringing of rain
poured on earth, eave and pane, –
for poor heart feeling pain, –
oh the ringing of rain!

It rains without reason
in hurt heart fears have lease on.
What? – no season for treason?
Do I grieve without reason?

What most hurts me, I wait
‘Why’ not knowing, sad fate,
without love, without hate, …
On my heart lies deadweight!

Text and images are not my own, and I do not claim authorship.
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