Rain

Falling outside my window

Droplets trickle down the glass pane

Pitter patter

Beautiful noise

Trees sway

Wind whistles through the leaves

In the beautiful darkness of the light

Splash

Running in the rain

Wind blows straight into my face

Big fat drops of rain splash onto my face

Soaked

Jumping in puddles

Water seeping into my shoes

Shrieking in delight

Impatience

Oh when will it stop

Stuck without an umbrella

Lonely and lost

Standing alone at the bus stop

Waiting

For somebody to bring an umbrella

Hopes

Which would not be fulfilled

Slips

And falls

Alone

Sits in a puddle

Books are wet

No hand stretched out to pull you to dryer land

Mud stains beautiful clothes

Sometimes forever

What could be the best thing?

What could be the worst thing?

A/n: Just some of my thoughts about life. Very worn out, but it does have its good sides.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing this and why? I am somebody—better than nobody. Do something!

--silverg3r original poetry 1--

--stefanie sun yanzi forever--

p/s: please review. Onegai! Aishiteru!