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Amy Phillip Poems
November rain washed away my guilt November rain washed away my pain November rain - so tired I felt November rain was not just any rain
After the children go to sleep, Before the moon suddenly appears, Between evening and midnight, When lovers kiss for goodbye-
I wanted to grow, to rise from the wreckage- to go out on my own, to be loved again. But no one was near, to watch as I managed- to take that first step, to break out from the pain.
Not My Time
Don't know how Don't know why But I found myself crying, praying to the sky
Have I really become lifeless, Or is it just time,
Among The Dead
So here I am, all alone….. Gazing at an imaginary fire, picturing home….. Thinking about happiness, cheerful faces…. longing for some joy, a few intimate moments….
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November rain washed away my guilt
November rain washed away my pain
November rain - so tired I felt
November rain was not just any rain
Long I longed with deep torment
For so long my body waited
November rain, , , , Oh, sweet friend
November rain- slowly I faded.
November rain- I cried within
Steady and slowly, it kept on pouring
November rain, watered my skin
And deep inside, I heard my roaring.
November rain, it refused to quit
November rain kept on pouring
And alone outside, in the streets I wept-
dripping... dripping and falling.