droplets dance across the window
as i race down the road
cling to the leaves
as they bend from the load
atop the hills
smell the earth
feel the sting
span the girth
smile at the rainbow
stare at the cloud
hear the banter
they laugh out aloud
pardon my rambling
i'm just not the same
there's rain on my window
there's rain in my head
Friday, April 22, 2005
rain on my window
in continuation to Aartz's poem.
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and the rain cleanses, everything.
ReplyDelete"rain in my head" hmmm does it have anything to do with you posting messages at 4am?! :D
ReplyDeletejoking... I know what varying shades of rain can do to ppl :)
Cheerio!