Crying in the Rain
The rain is cool, the fog is thick.
My heart beats fast
To produce heat waves in the wind.
My blood boils. My hand toils.
The breeze lets the leaves dance in frenzy.
Oh! The fire is in my brain.
My thoughts torture me.
My meaningless life evloves into
Sorrow, anger and endless pain.
I stray into the Rain.
You may think that
I fany burying my tears
In the torrents of the pouring water.
You may think that
I want to hide my tears
From the mocking society.
You may think…
I don’t care.
I just want to lose myself.
I cry without control
And the Rain pours over me.
The ancient sages thought
That rains as messages from the Gods.
I want to forget all I know
And think like ancient sages do.
The chill of the Rain cools my aching heart.
The storm breathes into my soul.
But for how long? But for how long?
Untill the Cloud God loses his thunder.
-Denvor Fernandez
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