Riding In The Rain Poem by Andrew W.K. Yip

Riding in the Rain - a poem by Andrew W. K. Yip

Riding through the downpour, miles left to roam.
Are these tears or raindrops, blurring the way?
Puddles splash and spill on the dark asphalt home,
Moving slow and heavy through the dreary gray.

My thoughts and my heart are still bleeding,
For the bright hopes of yesterday.
To the dark skies I look, interceding,
As the pouring rain washes it all away.

Cold wind blows against the weeping willow,
And chills my bone to the core.
A restless night upon my pillow,
Dreaming of the one I adore.

The storm will pass, as all storms do,
And wash the sorrow from this heart of mine.
Though skies are grey and the world untrue,
Behind the clouds, the sun will shine.