Wednesday, March 3, 2010

The rain - Short poem

Right, so I thought the sky was about to cry.
But now it gives me a smile.
I don't know whether I should be happy
Or I should just simply heave a sigh
For what I wish for, didn't come by.

The blistering weather, hot and boilling
Like a melting pot of iron, bubbling with vigor
My sweat beads, flowing like a river
With the sweltering heat wave, I plead
For the weather to cool down happily

Where's my breeze, where's my blue sky
With that lovely wind, and birds that fly
The bliss I seek, the heaven and paradise.
Where are everything, that always seems nice?

Well, I'm waiting.


PS: It's really hot here

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