Poem about stormy sadness |
It starts as a drizzle Gains strength with every tear Then turns to a flood Fueled by my fear It can't rain forever... It’ll come to a halt... But after what’s done? And who is at fault? Is it I? The dam Who broke under pressure After collecting the droplets And keeping them prisoner Or you? The clouds Who just kept persisting Raining down, releasing problems Without reconsidering Water rushes overland Mad from being held captive Joined by a torrent From the clouds As the angels in heaven Release rage and sorrow For the things we do on this earth And the punishment begins Water is essential to life But this is not water This is rage This is fury This is violence This is a flood These are not tears These are drops of pure sadness These are anxiety and stress Rolling down my face These are pieces of my heart Broken up and melted down The flood rips up trees Tears them from their home in the ground Cracks them in half The splintering can be heard from miles The trees scream for rescue There is none The flood crashes down on buildings Rips roofs from houses Drowns flowers Runs through streets People are taken from their feet Stolen from their lives Taken far from their former place The people scream for rescue There is none The flood destroys The rain pelts down, feuling the raging mass But the water must stop eventually The tears must dry The clouds must move out The taken is given back Life returned to earth After all It can't rain forever |