StormA Poem by Ripple of Aqua
You just have to wonder how terrible and scary the life of rain really is...
The windows cry silently
While no one notices the screaming sky
Shouting and cursing at the ground.
Shadows mingle around the forests and the puddles
They crouch around the creepers and leap into the branches, alive this morning.
The tears that fall dancing from one hole to a next
As they trail along the ground together and hold tight.
Hold fast to what unity they had in the sky,
In hopes of returning soon.
© 2012 Ripple of Aqua
Ripple of Aqua
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AboutI like to write, a lot, and I normally have been writing books more than poetry, but I believe my stories are just far too precious to put up. I love all form of arts-fine arts, creative writing, mu.. more..