Water splattering all over the place
Children can’t hide from its worldwide reign
But there stood a girl with an unpainted face
She stood firm and straight; she showed a glint of pain
Alongside the street she watched them all play
Hand in hand they run in the blistering rain
But still the girl stood and continued to watch
Not minding the joy she misses so much
The girl stood there patiently as if she was waiting
Waiting for a miracle? Or waiting for nothing?
Just as when she was about to lose hope
She saw something peculiar she had a glint of hope
He boy was a dazzle he was content with what he had
He was naughty in one way but never was bad
His stubbornness annoyed her; she grew very fond
Twas all she knew, they formed a stronger bond
But the girl had to stay away from the boy
She didn’t want him to cry nor be just her toy
She pushed him away; but his stubbornness reigned
He wanted to help her, he felt her pain
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This is my first poem, I hope you guys will like it. It has a second part which I am also posting later. It's got a story, well, I guess every poem does. Well leave your comments and tell me what you guys think, I'll be happy to accept any critics from other poets out there :))
XOXO
-darkmystery007
