Resting in Rain

It is quiet down here

Where they put me to rest.

As the soil poured on,

The rain cried for me–

While you were butterflying with others. 

Rain falls often 

On the black earth around me–

Reminds of times we walked

In the gardens,

Under the falling rain. 

If I knew at the end,

You still forgot me–

As how you had 

When I was still breathing,

Then I should’ve asked my heart

To rip out some muscles

For you to fall out 

Through the blood I coughed

Each day, leading to the last beating.

Nowadays the rain continues falling 

When I hear footsteps

Stumbled in mud.

At times I wish 

They would leave me alone 

As how everyone did 

When I was still in flesh.

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Journey of the moments #28

No need to ask the saints, the angels to help with this world if we stay virtuous or pure, such as no greed, no lies… to stay true at all times without force on others, without taking/wanting what aren’t yours… if this can be done, the world is soon in peace. 

Fleeting Moments

Never once have I thought

One day with these words

I would write.

The actions you chose,

Had now set for us–

You as the past,

And I am the present.

Regrets I would not take,

Yet holding on,

I do–

To the air that floats 

Between us.

Rain Wish

If I were to die, 

Then would you come?

For being alive,

I’m just another that breathes.

If death could bring you near,

Then I wish the rain

Would shed upon my coffin,

As when the drops roll on your face,

They would replace your tears.

Us and the Rain

You said you would come

At the last drop of rainfall.

Seasons have passed,

I waited and still waiting.

The rain fell and still falling.

Perhaps you meant the rain there,

When I thought you meant the rain here.

Rain has continued to fall,

If not there then it is here.

Year after year,

Miles I walked,

And the rain waited with me.

I know you would come,

Just that the last drop has yet to fall.

You said you would come

At the last drop of rainfall.

Seasons have passed,

I waited and still waiting.

The rain fell and still falling.

Perhaps you meant the rain there,

When I thought you meant the rain here.

Rain has continued to fall,

If not there then it is here.

Year after year,

Miles I walked,

And the rain waited with me.

I know you would come,

Just that the last drop has yet to fall.

 

Rain Kiss

Centuries have I waited . . .

Now you’re here,

Born in human form

When I am not.

Blowing as the wind,

Falling as the rain,

Allow me the closeness.

Meet me when the sky darkens

As I shall seep into your flesh

With fallen drops.

Rain Soul

for she beholds the rain

so close, her soul as transparent

which others often missed,

with her heart, they let it drop

as how the rain falls.