Falling Raindrop: Poems

7.4k · Apr 2012

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

I'm struggling to find a place in this new and distant land.
In a place where I'm not myself.
Where I don't belong.
I just want to go home, yet no one understands.
I need to be in my homeland.

可淋： although most don't understand, and you think that I don't, I truly do.

2.3k · May 2012

Escaping into the understanding sea.

Falling Raindrop May 2012

Escaping into the understanding sea.

Walking to the end
of the board walk
she jumps into the calm sea,
to escape the ticking clock.

1.9k · May 2012

Home on Mother's Day

Falling Raindrop May 2012

Home on Mother's Day

I buy a card,
pick your favorite flowers,
drive home.
Walking through the immense yard,
arriving at the house,
I lay down my card,
flowers,
and love on the headstone.
"I love you mom,
happy mother's day!"
and leave with a smile
reflecting your own
shinning down from heaven.

1.8k · May 2012

I wonder if you even think how I might feel...

Falling Raindrop May 2012

I wonder if you even think how I might feel...

It's heart break, I'm sure!
That's what I feel,
as you pick her over me,
it's impossible to heal.

1.8k · Dec 2012

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Falling Raindrop Dec 2012

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Enjoying the sunlight,
you look like you own the moon.
while I stand in the shadows,
can you even see me?

1.5k · Apr 2012

Where Am I?

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

Where Am I?

I was so focused on fleeing.
On leaving that place behind me
that I didn't see where I was going.

1.4k · Apr 2012

Why be jealous of me?

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

Why be jealous of me?

Why are you jealous of me?
Maybe a few lonely guys
tried to get me as their own.
But I'm not the pretty one,
I'm not the smart and athletic one.
I'm not the one that gets everything right.
Heck, I don't even know who I am yet.
So why are you jealous of me?

1.4k · May 2012

When you know you aren't truly over someone.

Falling Raindrop May 2012

When you know you aren't truly over someone.

While you two enjoy each other's company,
I'm looking on, trying not the hurt,
trying not to show my tears,
while you two flirt.

1.3k · May 2012

When held down by what society wants you to be.

Falling Raindrop May 2012

When held down by what society wants you to be.

I'm trying to tear free
and I just might.
But 'til then I'm a shadow in darkness,
searching for light.

1.1k · Apr 2012

What's a kiss to you?

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

What's a kiss to you?

What does a kiss mean to you?
For me, well, it's a sign of effection.
You said over and over you loved me.
But I'm still waiting for that kiss,
even though you walked out on me.

1.1k · Apr 2012

The day my life really began.

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

The day my life really began.

When the decorative lights turn on,
I'm taken back to midnight dances under the stars,
our first kiss, you holding me in your arms,
wishing only to be yours.
the day that wish came true,
was the day I said "I Do."

1.1k · Apr 2012

Another one to her.

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

Another one to her.

Another one set eyes on,
another one to hold,
another one to sleep with,
to replace the fleeting old.

He's just another one,
in her glittering eyes,
one of the many, numbers
greater then the stars in the sky.

981 · Apr 2012

Promises: According to You

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

Promises: According to You

I guess promises mean nothing to you.
After all we've been through,
nothing you said was true.
Did those words, "I do"
mean anything to you?

905 · Apr 2012

Our love

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

Our love

The "us" they say, will never be.
But no matter what they say,
they don't know you and me.
We've made our way across a stormy sea,
locked our hearts together,
and thrown away the key.

We will just restart,
when they let us be,
and stop keeping us apart.
They aren't really that smart,
when it comes to our love,
we'll always be there, in body, mind, and heart.

I'm not quite sure if I should keep the second verse, any opinions?

769 · Apr 2012

To tell you...

Falling Raindrop Apr 2012

To tell you...

When your around I'm scared you'll hear my pounding heart,
and so I walk away.
I hate this little fear of mine, that you won't like me back,
and so I say nothing.
I'm scared of what my friends might think, and that they will tell,
so I keep this to myself.
When I hear my name called in the hall way, I hope it is you,
but it never is.
And so I keep hoping, that maybe someday I'll find the courage,
to tell you how I feel.

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