you've got blurred vision
feel the chills to your bone
till you can barely walk
as the wind blows harder
the umbrella would even hurt you
so you have to let go
let go, mate, let go
as the rain comes
with the thunder and crazy winds
just for sometime in your life ......
you will have to let the rain pour down on your face
freeze you , keep you feel unprotected, lose balance
you might be swamped in the mud and dirt
as well fall to the ground
with no one to help a hand
you might cry, weep and whine
till you can no longer hear your own voice
with no one lend the ears
when it rains, my dear friend...
u will wipe your tears and put your chin up
as the sun is no where to be found
it is in your heart,
only in your heart,
again in your heart....
January rain 2009
Monday, February 02, 2009
When it rains ...
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2 comments:
Though this might not be written for me, I feel it deep. Thank you.
whoever u wrote this poem for, i'm sure s/he feels luckiest to have a good mate like u
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