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Rain and Teardrops


dil

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I promised to post a decent poem of mine:

 

Rain and Teardrops

 

The gloomy sky opens up and cries.

The greyness of the weather reflects in my eyes.

The fog engulfs my window like a ghost.

I start pondering about what I miss the most.

Glistening rain droplets collect on my window.

The drops of water are much like my sorrow,

They cling together and slowly descend.

My mind is something I cannot mend.

I go unfocused, blurry shapes and lights.

I feel so low in this city of great heights.

My light dims; my candle begins to fade.

The darkness of the past cuts me like a blade.

I long for the water to wash away the past.

I long for a freedom from memory amassed.

The weather embodies what I cannot portray.

There is no tomorrow without a yesterday.

There are countless things that cannot be undone.

I stare out the window, longing for the sun.

The wicked weather has no pity.

Rainwater continues to drench this city.

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