The weather of life

by Mark   Sep 21, 2005


As i look out of my window
I see the pouring rain
Beaten and unwanted
Running down the glass pane

It rapidly hits the ground
And smashes the fortuitous puddle
Ripples of pain
A non-existent cuddle

Soon after the heavy rain
Heavy thunder emerges
Venting it's anger
In violent surges

The light of hope
Is soon to disappear
Happiness is far
Sadness is near

But now the worst is over
The best is yet to come
The pain has been defeated
By the rising sun

    report violation
0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 19 years ago

    by alicia

    I like it alot...Deep mood !! 5/5

  • 19 years ago

    by Mona

    Oh yes, I really hope hapiness will come soon! This is a poem, that is not only sad but it also gives hope. Which is great! Nice work

  • 19 years ago

    by sarah

    Yea you really did this one well too 5/5 comparing weather to happiness and the rain oh i love poems about rain its so deep. yea... this poem is really good. your words fit together so easily and smooth.

  • 19 years ago

    by Fighter (Ariane L.)

    Excellent!!!!

    "But now the worst is over
    The best is yet to come
    The pain has been defeated
    By the rising sun"

    ...wow. keep it up!
    -xXx-

  • 19 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    Wow, this is very discribtive! I loved it! The floe was good and Its a good idea Just looking out the windo lol...keep it up I see your getting better in your work well done

    lisa xxx

Read All Comments (7)

More Poems By Mark