A cascading string of pearls;
condensed water plunging from the sky.
Waterfalling books off my open shelf;
a strained relationship’s last try.
A bereaved family-tree’s autumn leaves;
and the water bearer’s broken pot.
Shattering belief after asking to trust again;
on the doorstep, a last forget-me-not.
Tumbling entreaties at Death’s arrival,
counting blessings for barter with Him.
Pulling all stops for survival, and then,
screaming you-and-me in a silent hymn.
-Sameen
amarllyis 
Was this meant to sadden the reader?
The connect between the rain, the bookshelf and the strained relationship…
Hmmm!
I’ll need help!
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Yes. It’s about a marriage falling apart.
Rain: tears.
Bookshelf: joint possession
Strained relationship: self explanatory.
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I love the images you created. But if it’s a marriage falling apart, then why Death?
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Because that’s the end of a relationship. Ending = Death.
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