Begging for rain.
the heat so intense that is reddens my skinand yet a chill shakes my spine
I sleep peacful in the midst of the storms
and nap in the middle of the day
not likely normal I can bearly walk
my lips so dry they crack when I talk
yet the water I drink does not quench their thirst
in fact I think it made it worse
my head feels fint my heat beat too strong
like a caged beast enraged and thrashing for freedom
the sky a hue of fire above and yet I beg for the rain
like a desert inside me i feel sandy and dry
berrean of life with no cloud in the sky
and yet I am drowning in this troublesome sea
and all that I want now, all I want to see
is the light path of home and my loved one's beside me
go away you feverish thing, slow my heart, and take your pain
cool down my head and stop the chill
and let rain, from a grey sky spill
until once more my well runs wild and life returns to my berrean ground.
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