As i walk in the rain
I see their faces
I can hear a train in the distance
Can feel the rain
On my face running down
As i kneel to the ground
I start to pray
Ant the skies, turn gray
The winds cold
Why did they go?
Why did they leave me behind
I cant take this anymore! ! !
They'r always on my mind
Remembering their faces
Their laughter
I guess this is what everyone goes through
What am i supposed to do?
All i see is blood red rain
Is it mine or yours
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Tia. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks