Ten Drops of Rain

Written in a quiet moment when rain, memory, and silence became one. A reflection on change and the unspoken between heart and world.

Ten Drops of Rain 

Ten drops of rain �"
and the hush begins.

The quiet river stirs,
while weary October leaves
surrender to the air.

Ten drops of rain
stroke the forest’s fading skin.
Autumn knows in secret �"
the mist is grief,
the sigh of breath long gone.

Ten drops of rain
tap gently on the glass.
Someone nears,
without a name,
without a sound.

Ten drops of rain �"
and night holds its breath.
There are words within me,
but I dare not speak them.

Ten drops of rain.
I hear them in my heart.
And breathe them in.

V.A.

Author's Note

Thank you for reading — may the quiet of the rain touch your heart as it did mine.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

We hold too much in as humans...poets let the words out and sometimes keep them hidden from others.
I like this...and think I just felt the eleventh drop.
j.

[ggluhche]

This is a lovely poem , giving me the feeling of thoughtful autumn afternoon. Enjoyed reading it . Thank you

[Vania Aleksandrova]

Thank you for your kind words! 🌧️ I’m glad the poem resonated with you.

[Vania Aleksandrova]

Thank you for reading my poem! 🌧️
Ten Drops of Rain was born on a quiet autumn evening — a reflection on rain, silence, and unspoken thoughts.
I’d love to hear your impressions or feelings — your reflections mean a lot!