Ever Raining Poem by Warden Vukeya

Alone in the world of hopeless
All over her face, it was raining
So desperately, she sought
For someone, for warmth
A gentleman's heart burning, right from desert
He came in to cheer up, a perfect match it was
Gold metals wrapped their fingers
Promises made, a day was remarkable
Journey began, along the ride
Slowly, he pulled out
Through the window, he saw more than he held
Got lost in surroundings, focus he lacked
To stop the ongoing, finally he managed
Poor lady, again, the rain commenced
Now it looks forever raining
In her own thoughts,
She questioned and remained unanswered
Who is next? Hopefully he commits
In her face, the rain never stops
It is ever raining.