The Storm
26 April, 2003
Author: Red Dragon (Bernz)
You came like cold breeze in summer
Announcing the coming of the rain
And the thirsty leaves and grass will weep no longer
The way my heart has been beating with pain
Your smile was lucid water drops, trickling
Down on every part of my flesh, unbearably aching
>From soul-searching, these beads of anxiety's sweat
Washed, the embrace of late afternoon drizzle's treat
However there is that foreboding hour
By the force of jealousy, infidelity or some unknown
Rain and breeze surges, a heavy downpour
And the deluge defies love, destruction in a troublesome night is thrown
After the storm, your love drifted away in the morning
Left with the pieces of our dreams
Embers of our vows, shattered by lightning
Yes, I know it is inevitable, after your last whisper
As you turned your back, I didn't bat a stare
I've pretended, this passing is all a nightmare
The sorrow has taken me in lengthy shadows,
And thick mask of silence, my face furrows
Once in a while in streams of tears I break
Just mending myself, courage to face the morning, I take
Because after the ruins, the broken pieces I have gathered
Though still undone, stronger I seem to grow
That when another soul passes by and my heart captured
I'll love better, sweeter, this I know..
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Tuesday, April 29 2003, 03:45 am This poem is so cute. I guess i am obsessed with love poems but this one is awsome! |
| RubyDragon (213.249.157.106) -- Tuesday, April 29 2003, 03:48 pm I've just split from my girlfriend, You've just given me hope. Thanx |
| Red Dragon (210.14.4.51) -- Wednesday, April 30 2003, 09:25 am Leah: You're sweet Ruby: I'm glad to hear that.... |
| Leah06 (12.232.5.189) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 03:21 am I dont know what is wrong with me, i am like obsessed with love and almost everything about it. I love to think about it and write and read about it. The problem is, when will i ever have it? |
| Roy (205.188.208.105) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 04:35 am Leah LOVE IS LIKE WINE in it's on time--oh God I opened a can of worms there but I can pass it off on R/D and this poem that is bitter/sweet and now R/D what's next? Oh God is it time for the wine. |
| RubyDragon (213.249.157.106) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 11:41 am I think After reading my poems and RDs poems that we could actually be traveling from the dark side of love to the light, well either way I'm stuck in between somewhere, Leah the longer you wait for love the better it is when it finally arrives is what Roy is trying to say, and Roy if the wines red/ruby (haha) save some for me. |
| Roy (152.163.188.163) -- Friday, May 2 2003, 12:21 pm Now Red that Red/Ruby (haha)was very right, but where is that next bottle of Red wine with delightful taste of intoxications may I ask the bottle of Red?/not to worry about Ruby |
| Red Dragon (210.14.4.46) -- Tuesday, May 6 2003, 04:23 pm the wines is still in the process of fermentation my comrade....you'll soon savor it....newey, i'll keep you posted |
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