Rain

by pollyanna   Dec 15, 2006


Y not with us u stay
making sands wet like clay
people out with u to play
tight lips u without any say.

u make me fully wet
large as sky pleasures i get
u with me when the sun is set
the loveliest moments had i ever met.

the clouds with a hellish tare
like the infant's head giving out hair
the rain drops without any care
asking the cloud to bear.

this is what i always hate
y should this be the clouds fate
to him u may be a goodmate
ever was his life u ate.

sun and u will always kill
the cloud that u again fill
shouldnt u ask its last will
when it dashes the huge hill.

remember to be polite
to make him little delight
cloud and u should never fight
as he will ever hug u inn tight.

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