it's called reflection:
im not okay. im struggling to be strong. im on my knees hoping that you'll not drift away.
certainly i'll not give up. certainly i'll stay. certainly i'll make it up to you if you just let me.
The Rain
I want the rain to pour
Shower generously in number
Like a blessing or two
Like hope bestowed to me in vain
I want the rain to carry leaves to the ground
Splash in unison with the droplets’ sound
‘cause it’s better to be down to earth,
better to look at the skies farther
I want the rain to invite darker clouds,
more lightning and louder thunder
just for me to speak of something certain
like a night of weeping that may end sooner
I want the rain to make the wind blow harder
Intensely drift from the usual chill of a bad weather
Not stopping until I queue
Sweeping away baggages my shoulders are due
I want the rain to become a storm,
Give the best show the seasons adorned
Making noise as if there’s no tomorrow
Silencing the shouts I hear alone
I want the rain to wash my face,
Drip from my forehead, then to my nose,
Invade this longing for a forgiving solace,
A tranquility given in the right dose
I want the rain to water my eyes,
Blur the sight I am capable of understanding;
Fall with my tears like a couple of dies
Invest in the loneliness i try to hide
I want the rain to cover me in coldness,
a hug very different from the rest,
more than being this cloak of numbness
make me feel I'm wrapped in a concealing crest
I want the rain to drown me,
Embrace me as I am weaker
Much more envelope me as I am shaky
Dance with me like we’re each other’s
All i want is for the rain to be mine
All I want is for the rain to love me
At least for this moment I can be true and real
That it’s really you whom I want the rain to be
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