I love thunderstorms.
Like beautiful girls do.
I'm so glad that I'm not scared.
I always be safe.
I love to see lightning.
I love to hear thunder.
I love to see the rain falling.
Against my window pane.

Anonymous.

In what at least
Seemed anger the Aquarians in the basement
Had been perfecting a device.
For making sense to us
If only briefly and on pain
Of incommunication ever after.
Now look who's here. Our prodigal Sunset. Just passing through from Isfahan.
Filled him by the glass.

Disorients [...].

James Merrill

there is steady rain
and the station roof is drenched
drips make paper wet

Julia Ward

Every person becomes young and the restless like everybody else does including me, myself and I.

Let the rain wash away my insanity.
It won't be over until 2015 ends.
Because the future is now.
And I always keep calm, be forever and stay young and the restless.

Anonymous.

I am young.
I am the restless.
I am still handsome.
And i am popular.
Because every life matters.

Anonymous.

Beauty and love are all my dream;
They change not with the changing day;
Love stays forever like a stream
That flows but never flows away;
And beauty is the bright sun-bow
That blossoms on the spray that showers
Where the loud water falls below,
Making a wind among the flowers.

Andrew Young