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.

Heart

Through the years 

I thought all humans 

Have just one heart. 

Through love

I thought we all 

Have the same liquid 

Which flows called blood.

Now, I know. . .

I have been wrong.

Upon a Time

Someone once said:

It is your heart, I behold.

It is your gaze, I look forward. 

In the life–so vast,

With the mind that moves–

With this note, you first gave–

Forever, I keep by my side.

Yet to stay,

I cannot,

For you are not 

The only beauty.

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.

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.

Night Rain

One night in winter, 

Beneath the rain I stood.

You closed the door on me,

And I waited till the birds sang.