The pouring rains

The pouring rains cried like an infant, 
wanting, demanding
for the attention of love.

The pouring rains hassled like a bug,
Hounding, vexing, irritating the victims.

The pouring rains swallowed the sky like a lion eating his prey,
disturbing, intimidating, frightening
along the traces of destructive paths.

As the arrow of time pacing forward to the emptiness, 
the pain had finally subsided to the nothingness.

Reaching it out, 

the ground had been inspired by the hurdles of annihilation,
rescuing the souls from the red sins. 

Reviews

[Wyrn Tiger]

You have done it again CJ. This strikes true the heart of mortal wisdom...or something like that.

[CJ43223]

Thanks mate! Appreciated!