raining harder2007-07-29
the heavy strong wind closes my bedroom door
as i hear the rain pouring down, soaking up the grass and the tress
while the storm calms my heart with a silent beat
and then after that moment, the rain stops raining harder
when it turns to Sunday dew
yet that summer sweet breeze feels so lovely on my skin
like a passionate caramel kiss
oh i must say this is how i found my muse of a beautiful poetry
on a wonderful rainy day
how you put spring drops into words, drumming along as
my heartbeat
even the lightning breaks the grey skies,
i thought this is my brilliant inspiration
as i lied down writing tons of poems
the moment didn’t distract me
only when i lost words
and what keeps me smiling really big is
that sometimes i see a gorgeous rainbow in earliest evening midst
i could simply write a poetic verse
of only true colors in the sky blinds me when its beautifully gazing at my dark brown eyes
and yet,
the rain stops raining harder
but kind of raining lightly
splashing over my neighbor’s roof
as i felt a little vibration of the storm
my bedroom lamplight sort of
flickers a tiny bit
but it didn’t bother me at all
cos i’m still writing my own masterpiece
with the rain, harder wet rain
only surrounds by my town
filling with just sky water
and its rain
doesn’t hurt a soul
nor a fly
the world needs rain
to make the garden blooms grow
then the question is:
how much rain does the nation need?
too much rain……..
that’s why its raining even harder……..
3 comments:
This is beautiful, ppbfly!
i love watching storms when i'm safe and dry :)
you were truly inspired, kai.
There is something very calming about a storm, despite the noise. I don't know why this is...
I love this piece of writing. You have captured the mood.
I am so glad you are still writing your poems, regularly. All my words have dried up just lately.
I must try and put something tp paper...sigh.
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