It's raining again.The drops fall like brittle, cold flecks of ice.On the porch I watchas the puddles overflow.The weather reflects my mood.Dreary.The shadowing clouds abovelet me know the rainwon't let up.It never does. Seems likeit's been raining my whole life.The weather reflects my future.Bleak.I like the rain.It makes us even.It falls on everyone.If you're in its way, you get wet.Way it should be.The weather reflects...

Derive a sense of pleasure From such a frosty demeanorHow your words chill me to the boneFilled with false promisesAnd oft-dashed hopes I still remain, a sad refrain I wait in clouds overheadI caress the ground with my tearsI wonder why you love to humor meBefore you fleetFor greener grassesAnd sunnier skies You fascinate meAs badly as I'm treatedYou leave me wanting what I can never haveWhat may not brighten the grayish...

I saw you coming.We all saw you coming.Steaming through the drizzle-grey,Eyes bulging blue-white fire,Roaring maw threatening to devour us allAs you swept down from the hilltopAnd you aimed for the dull, oily lakeHidden under the black of the weeping clouds.You utter, utter bastard.A curtain of dull grey sloshingEnveloped us as your fat tyresDissected the waters like a mad surgeon's blunt scalpel,Gushing the toxic blood o...

Sitting out on my porch I watch the world wake up. First the birds, calling out to their neighbours and family with happy, cheerful greetings. Then it's the moist drops of dew, glistening in the growing rays of sun that begin to peek over the tall snow-capped ridges surrounding me. After that comes the noise of humanity; cars, children, talking, crying, laughing, singing, happiness, sadness, hope. I just sit here, sipping...

It's a rainy day in my eyes, And the tears fall down like in a thunderstorm.If you can look past the tears falling, and look into my eyes,You will see, it's dark, cold, like a thunderstorm. You think I'm the girl, who would fit in a Summer world.Where everything is pretty, and simple and beautiful.But, very few understand, that I go through the day, like in the middle of Winter world.It's dark, and it's scary, and it's as...

The clouds have dispensed its heavy pour Water is filling up the dining room Feeling soaked knee high from the wooden floor With the thunder sounding its deafening boom. I witness my photographs wash away Memories consumed by nature's aggressive wrath Losing the album from my wedding day As ink runs into the rain created bath. I foolishly open the kitchen windows Crashing my way to the top floor after my stupidity Now for...

“Whoaaa…” I answer as the first gust hits and she heels over, her rail dipping into the sea. Her bow pulls windward and I pull the wheel back while easing the mainsheet. A few minutes earlier the fog had moved in, leaving me suddenly surrounded in mist. I could see the bow, but beyond that was a mystery. Worse than a mystery, there was a bridge ahead; a railway bridge, and beyond that another bridge for cars. But between...

Raining stair-rods, quick watch your head, Cats and dogs, they’d end up dead. Hammering it down, that must be Thor, God of thunder bashing at my door. Big umbrellas with a pointy spike, Spear me in places that I dislike. Wellie boots and waterproof coats, Leaves float past like little boats. Rivers rising, a bursting bank, Drainage flooding smelling rank. The sun fights hard to win the day, A spear of light sneaks out to...

RainRain sings an ongoing melody,The choir standing tall and proud,Basking in the world, his spotlight,The ground absorbs the continuous harmony.Rain knocks on your window at night,Like a young lover throwing the pebbles,Hoping to be unheard by the unwanted,Awaiting to be let in.Rain caresses the umbrella,Before sharing his warm embrace with you,Leaving cold tracks down your cheeks,Hoping to be remembered.Then rain hears...

Home alone, once again. You’re not here To hold me, Comfort me, Lay in bed with me. Why did we break up? I miss the weekends We spent all day In bed, cuddling, Kissing, Touching. I remember the First day you said I love you To me. I was on cloud nine That day. When we broke up, I became depressed, Went back to My old habits. I really need you Right now. Please? It’s raining in my life, And I’m drowning In my tears. Come b...