The Rain - Η Βροχή Comments

Revisiting. Indeed rain is rich man's charm. Roofless people still desire no rain.

How True! Five worthy stars!

Powerful and original.

Rain is certainly enjoyable. But to the homeless it is a pain

I enjoyed reading.

Yes rain is best felt when you wish to feel. Needy and homeless are already full of psin. There is no room for rain to fill with happiness.

Such truth what those with homes find romantic like rain and snow to the homeless is torture. A five star rating from me as that's all the system allows but worthy of 100..

Rain over the homeless.Very nicely penned.

I top-rated this poem because you took an original tack. A grievous look at it from those who have no shelter from life's hardships. Well-done, sir.

There isn't any joy to be found in nature if you are exposed to the elements. Your poem goes to the heart of the tragedy of homelessness. Congratulations on POTD, with this wonderfully written poem.

Wow! Such a wonderful contemplation! Just beautiful......5 stars

The rain Has no beauty For the homeless........./// yeah; exactly you've written; rain is not beautiful, not romantic the drizzling is; the frosts, fogs, snowflakes are not comfortable for any homeless person or poor; rain is the curse for the poverty regions; you realized greatly the difficulties of the poor; congrats for being selected this wise expression as POD….from me 5*******

Life is no fun, but a dread If you have no roof overhead! This is a profound, empathetic thought of the increasing number of poor who cannot afford a ceiling overhead. Glad to see your poem selected for the honour- 'Member Poem of the Day'! Many congratulations, dear poet Kostas.

Wonderful write...........thank u, dear poet......anjandev roy.

Very true. Even worse is the snow when you have no shelter. Congrats, Pardner, on poem of the day!

Indeed, our perspective changes with our circumstance. Good!

A reminder to us all. Not everyone has a simple roof, walls and a door. This Festive time is not special at all for the homeless. Thank You

How true, how true! I love the rain when I'm indoors, but those who have no shelter... Congrats on poem of the day, Kostas!

you are as old as maybe I but ask teens in rains they make love freely no one sees they play like do others d in Holi game is lovely simply purely no one takes one a- miss some pinch gals enjoy it and laugh come rains come again fast love will not forever last youth to become old have been cast KL you forgot your time so fast is it past

A great poem. Succinct yet profound. I am glad that it has been chosen as Poem Of The Day. Congratulations, Father Kostas, for a truly deserved accolade.