Rain and tears. Personal experience.


Rain

Bombs explode
Raindrops in rippling puddles.
Living mirrors at my feet,
Deep enough to drown in.
Wind whips dark hair
And lashes of rain bind it to my skin.
Tears burn down a face
Frozen of emotion
Branded tracks of sorrow.
Cold,
Inside and out.
As the rain drips,
And quenches the last of the fire.
Limbs numb.
Unreal,
No longer can I feel. .
The missile kisses of icy steel.




Poetry by Tal¿a
Read 1206 times
Written on 2006-10-05 at 03:03

Tags Rain  Sorrow  Angst 

dott Save as a bookmark (requires login)
dott Write a comment (requires login)
dott Send as email (requires login)
dott Print text


Aashish Thakur
very good poem, last line is superb
2006-10-05


Rob Graber
"The missile kisses of icy steel--awesome finale!
2006-10-05