The Rain

THE RAIN
.................
Where is the shelter, where are the roofs?
The sky has gone mad, its raining loose;
The world is empty, no one around
Not a soul, not a sound;

I feel cold, too weak to move again
Drenched in tears and wrapped in pain;
I lie there on ground, staring at the sky
" You too are crying, oh! mighty high..
Your tears burn my flesh and cut my nerves
You too hate your heart, that loves..
Loves to be bent and broken by someone;
Yet you wait..and cry out her name
You look hard on mountains; forests and plain;
And i lie still reading your heart, the game
Agony, betrayal...our lives towards the end
Are all the same.
 

Reviews

[A]

So sad but I could see this being a song. The way everything just flows together...this would be a great song. Sad but good poem! :)