#rainypoetry

[myfleetfootposts]

Rains maketh poet

[ourwebtoday-blog]

Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me Remembering again that I shall die And neither hear the rain nor

[agirlwhocriesoutloud-blog]

Disconnect, 0929160807

Sometimes, I want to Disconnect From stress From you From her From me Thinking At night When the lights Are all turned down And the wind Is making a sound That only I Can hear I can interpret I can bask in And it whispers My pain And sorrows Of how I Can no longer Keep up With this Madness