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Dancing in the Rains
The eyes stared back at me While I was enjoying the breeze That was hitting my face And the rains came Along with thundering storms Painting the sky purple and black hues I jumped with the first drop on my hand And after a little reluctance Joined the people dancing in the rains I danced till the cold hit my spine Till my feet ached with numbness And I shivered with want of getting warmth Everything started reacting slower and anesthetized But the mind was functioning like a machine Seeming never to stop thinking and believing
I never liked rains As it made my mood somber But i needed to wash some guilt off me And I needed to wince in happiness Of releasing the pain I needed to live a new life All by starting over again And doing things I feared or disliked Little moments of enjoying myself Little moments of celebrating myself I smiled a bit and let the eyes stare back at me Wishing tomorrow rains do come And I soak myself inside out As have imagined From the day I lost a friend
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