Paige Hind Poet Spoken Word

Rainy Apartment Midnight

 the rain is light tonight
why does the neighbor girl cry?
I hear her below this floor of mine

for the girl in me cried the tears
that rain took up and down
yes, it passed me down

 holding onto windowglass
         every rain
 holds onto windowglass

this language maybe only I understand
my secrets spilled, but unknown
through so much movement

 glass works as I see in my face
                  syllables 
wet from familial pain to windowpane

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Paula Goldsmith March 11, 2026 at 12:23 PM This write like rain can be powerful. I enjoyed reading. Have a blessed day writing away..........

Kim Rodrigues February 27, 2026 at 3:44 AM Particularly sensitive to the cries of others; seeing your reflection in the rain and windowpane. Hugs

Victor Buhagiar February 26, 2026 at 8:34 AM Occasionally, rain is cleansing.

Nette Onclaud February 26, 2026 at 1:58 AM beautiful moody, moody blue...you got me with your deep kind of sensitivity!

Andrea Dietrich February 25, 2026 at 2:46 PM This is a very relatable metaphorical poem. Great job, Paige

I Am Anaya February 25, 2026 at 7:55 AM Rain represents renewal, cleansing, & rebirth, sorrow, introspection & melancholy. Reflections of the dual nature of rain is beautifully expressed here. Window glass-transparency, reflection & perspective—your use is well written, it seems to lay heavily inside, it wandered below. Wow!

Yann Rolland February 25, 2026 at 6:25 AM rain can unveil secrets, nicely written poet

Valsa George February 25, 2026 at 6:17 AM Every rain holds on to the window glass. Yes, to feel and hold another's pain is a great ability that only people of empathy can have. Great poem dear Paige.

Ghairo Daniels February 25, 2026 at 1:26 AM Glass is a interesting material to use in poetry ~ you’ve used it quite a bit recently. It carries power, transparency & danger. Imagine what we’ll do without it. I like how you’ve mixed it with rain, midnight & inner girl work. Last 3 lines are your normal unique-ness. Hav a beautiful day, Cyber friendie. X.