There are two half-full cups of coffee on my desk
(and one in my car).
But you'd make me more in the morning
If I asked.
Like how you would drive my car in the rain,
Because I can't see the road
(even though I never told you I couldn't)
And then make me watch bad movies.
You're better than the rain,
You're the whole monsoon season,
Shaking the whole world up with yourself,
And making it better every time.
The drama is Korean and called "Save The Last Dance For Me." I loved it until the final episode.
I watched those silver curtains whose thin veil
Down in the valley blotted trees with thence
But ghostly figures 'hind thet rainy sense
Of nowhere, while the greener Maples' tale
Just whispered on this hilltop like to scale,
And thought dreams were too pretty hence
Wrapt up with love in those refrains, til whence?
But how we punished these in sheer betrayl.
La. Why must even dramas skew in poor
Excuse the heroine? She suffered to
Effect and then some, 'til when fin'lly fer
All that they had all, she was crippled through
The villian. Wherefore must we ruin as twere
E'en that? The rain gone, midnight glowrs, deep blue.
Thirteen roses in a row
Red rain falls,
Don't you know
Down the window
Pain it goes
In the gutters
Through the nose
Where's the thunder
When it flows...?
The gauze that's stained
What difference snow?
The same as pain
When it melts
It's just rain.
It's a howling in the eaves
It's the cult the
No one cares.
No one grieves.
Long jeans & sleeves.
Razors are a water slide
On track like
A carny ride
Over arms & over thighs
The pain inside
It's an ocean
Where we sail
A coin that can be
Heads or tails
A lover's letter,
Or junk mail
A piece of garbage.
My lips, parched as the thirsty desert
lingering upon for a submerged bite!
Only to be seen,
are thunders & lightening
awaiting for a tiny drop of rain
amidst the dark blue sky following!
I am sure you love when it rains,
when the drops fall off the sky,
when you watch them racing down
from clouds too heavy and high.
But do you see what those clouds do
when they pour down all the rain?
They let go what weighs them down
so they can swim in the sky again.
You too are like a cloud,
but you have been heavy for too long
because for you sorrow is weakness
and you just want to be strong.
So you hide all of your tears,
lock down all of the pain.
But if you want the clear skies,
Let your tears be like the rain.
Don't keep the weight you carry,
let it go in the tears you cry,
and once the rains are over,
You'll see a rainbow in the sky.