I cried myself to sleep lastnight-
My tears synchronized the rain.
I could not access your heart at all
And a rainstorm was to blame.
My pillow was wet with discontent
And I cried out in vain;
The thunder never sympathized
And would not relent to pain.
I woke too soon and still alone,
I sit here at this desk-
I found I've access to the phone
But time is still a pest.
Early hours find me here,
Instead of in my bed.
The thunderstorm still rages on,
Inside my heart instead.
I called for you through cyberspace
But no channels found my voice.
My attempt to find some cyber-grace
Left me no reason to rejoice.
I cried myself to sleep, my love-
The rainstorm was to blame.
Help me now with peace of heart
Until God stops the rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem