Saturday, May 20, 2006

How Awful Is the Rain!

How awful is the rain!
When water gushes out from the overflowing drain
I wet my brand new clothes
And the muddy road is filled with paper boats.
The cars that seem to fly
Splash dirty water over people passing by.
For hours and hours it pours,
The endless rain,
And I have to stay home doing chores!
Waiting in my room I long to see
The sun come out, or a bird with a sweet melody
Instead, something buzzing in my room
With their pointy ends, hoards of mosquitoes zoom!
Diseases spread from one to the other
Most of us lying in bed
Dreading the medicines brought by our mothers…
The rain is so dreadful and bugging sometimes
But without these regular showers, would we survive?
And yet again, the rain has arrived!

1 comment:

Psychic said...

oh! i used to like the rain!
......u've managed to convince me.now u made me realize how awful it rly is!

MAN! U'RE GUD!

we shud b learnin your poems at skool! not the crap we learn....."how beautiful is the rain".......etc!

Poetry

when language like bubbling streams flow




when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands




when you feel the essence of the poet from within




when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm



when images reel as you read




when pen and paper create a symphony




then, it is poetry
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