When we hold close
You turn away
When our hands touch
You drift further from day
When things look calm
The tornado rages on
Not even an umbrella
Can conquer the pouring rain
YOU ARE READING
Under the Rain
PoesiaJust another poetry book like usual. Some poems may be sad, others are loving. But a flower can't bloom without a little rain.
Pouring Rain
When we hold close
You turn away
When our hands touch
You drift further from day
When things look calm
The tornado rages on
Not even an umbrella
Can conquer the pouring rain
