Don't hold me
responsible for the
rainfall tonight,
it comes to
reveal how much
i hurt and
the way my
tears flows because
of my brokenness.
I am really
a fool being
the way i am.
For the rain
and the darkness
of the night
makes it impossible
to reach you.
I am still
standing at the
corner with the
thunderstorm in
the rain waiting
for you while
you stood
under the shade
of a tree
kissing another.
Do I blame
the rain for
coming down or
my heart for
foolishness or
you for not
loving me.
Should i blame
the thunderstorm
because i didn't
win her heart.
But there,
also standing in
the rain stranded,
is someone
calling out to me,
a stranger.
Maybe love has
finally arrived.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 5:52 PM UTC
Don't hold me
responsible for the
rainfall tonight,
it comes to
reveal how much
i hurt and
the way my
tears flows because
of my brokenness.
I am really
a fool being
the way i am.
For the rain
and the darkness
of the night
makes it impossible
to reach you.
I am still
standing at the
corner with the
thunderstorm in
the rain waiting
for you while
you stood
under the shade
of a tree
kissing another.
Do I blame
the rain for
coming down or
my heart for
foolishness or
you for not
loving me.
Should i blame
the thunderstorm
because i didn't
win her heart.
But there,
also standing in
the rain stranded,
is someone
calling out to me,
a stranger.
Maybe love has
finally arrived.
©2019,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.
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