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rain coming down
Contributed by
painted_echos
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Friday, 26th September 2003 @ 06:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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its four pm here, so midnight there, and one more day that youre away.
never cried this way before, from so deep inside my heart.
cant make the tears stop, so guess ill let them stay
sort of like soft rain coming down, on a blue-gray cloudy day.
you know, i hear the music of your soul, but lately it fades, till its only just the radio and me singing along.
then i think of other things and paint.
i wonder if youll like this verse.
it hurts to write, so the words come out like tears
little black drops of sorrow.
do you feel me here, within the words, you see
ive been having trouble writing of late.
mostly because im not seeing much of a point to it
or it comes out flat, or im feeling too much at once.
really easier just to bury it.
say it isnt so and write another smiley face poem.
or not
it really doesnt fit, walking away for a while might be good.
so nine pm here now, and pre-dawn there starts one more day that youre away.
and 24 hours just came on tv, wonder if you watched it cause i havent in a while, maybe you can catch me up.
i wonder if youll say hi or not, on this blue-gray cloudy day.
oh, and did it rain, it rained all day yesterday and i went to the grocery store, did my shopping.
you know in louisiana, well specifically in new orleans, youd say, makin groceries.
and i made it to the car before the tears started.
and i cried all the way home, and while i put up the groceries too.
oh and after that, until it was hard to breath, and i called well, you know who and
she came, and made me take one of those pills that stops tears, as well as most other feeling which isnt all that bad, i could get used to that.
do you relate to numb or do you just fill your head with other stuff, well
it wont be hard for me to find other things to do, actually have to do, all those things i put off while living dead.
shelving all, till all became the albatross the
final months of my marriage became.
oh and i suppose ive put off dealing with that, i think, but then, thats what people say you know, that this divorcing or splitting or whatever after twenty years is a big deal. so got to come to terms.
they say you do, but ive been coming to terms with it for more than too long.
though, its still sad and yes, i am sad too, and i really dont care for that.
so write another smiley face poem.
or not
it really doesnt fit, walking away for a while might be good.
its 2am here now, so i will sleep for one more day
that youre away.
the wind is promising more clouds and rain soon, i always loved listening to it fall.
a melancholy music i cant hear just now.
too much sorrow coming down for this blue-gray cloudy day.
but ive decided im not crying anymore, least not after tonight or this morning if it matters.
you know, it does hurt to write in tears, and, i dont care for that.
i want to be moving but im standing still
like jumping on a trampoline and being trapped in the space between up and down.
time to ground myself, pick up my pieces and put them together.
ill have to turn the music off, and i really miss your heart you know.
feels sad, like holding beauty in a delicate flower then learning you must watch it wilt.
will you tell me, please, how i can stop loving you.
how do i not miss you.
and its 3am here and four beers as well, for one more day that youre away.
no more tears tonight, thats good for sleeping and
tomorrow is another day i wonder if youll say hi.
and i think that i may just paint the rain coming down
real soft on a blue-gray cloudy day.
i love you, still.
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Re: rain coming down
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by venkat on
Friday, 26th September 2003 @ 06:47:39 AM AEST
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| good.. venkat |
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Re: rain coming down
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by EmSal on
Friday, 26th September 2003 @ 07:24:54 AM AEST
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Oh how sad, I hope that you find your pieces soon, such an awesomely sad write. All the best and take care.
Emma. |
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Re: rain coming down
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by Ilhar on
Friday, 26th September 2003 @ 08:50:10 AM AEST
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a well written tapestry
Shari |
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Re: rain coming down
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by MoonlitAngel on
Friday, 26th September 2003 @ 11:35:49 AM AEST
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Wow... that is so sadly beautiful. Sitting around, thinking of nothing but that person, wondering if you'll get to talk to them, watching the rain come down, trying to do all those normal things you do and yet you always wind up crying... story of my life. Wonderfully written, great detail.
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Re: rain coming down
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by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 5th October 2003 @ 03:01:36 PM AEST
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| awwww............. this line shows so vividly where you were at as you wrote this,"like jumping on a trampoline and being trapped in the space between up and down"....... big hugs n' love, nessa |
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Re: rain coming down
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by Puppy_dog_eyes on
Friday, 17th October 2003 @ 06:35:19 AM AEST
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| Wonderful read, very touching.Never be afraid of your feelings, they make us human |
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