our relationship is like
you force the sun to stay on such a gloomy, rainy day
because you need her to warm your soul up
no, she couldn't shine as bright as usual

but you asked the sun to leave at night
because there is a moon
there is a constellation of stars
there are citylights
they brighten up your dark soul

and suddenly you like cold weather

and suddenly you miss a warm morning

and suddenly you don't wanna be interupted by her light

and suddenly you miss her flame


— and

all
of
the
sudden
become
a
bad
habit

Dark sky, cold days
Beautiful thoughts I say
Feeling better in silence
Writing poems
Keeps me happy
And helps me escape
This **** reality

Everyday feels so endless
Secrets kepts
Distance hurts
Spring passed
Mind doubts
Cried in a corner for hours
Regret everything that has began

Our love fades
In a shadow grey
Suddenly, you fall asleep
Without knowing my condition
You didn't give me affection
You kissed a girl
I smiled bitterly
I hope the both of you were happy

Snap!
That is just an old sad memory
I spend a stupid time for love
Tears dried on my cheeks
Drowning in sadness
Questions left unanswered
Shattered thoughts
Played emotions
I hope I will be numb
To forgot all ghost memories of ours
Thousand of precious
moments were wasted

the fog emerges from the wood
like ****** spirits from their graves
reaching to join their brethren
aloft in the sky
blocking the sun
that beckons it ascend

the horizon is aglow
in the dappled sunlight
hazy with moisture
and heavy with the dead

Rain drops round over a blade of grass, before falling and hitting this solid mass

The clouds deepen to a dark shade of grey
Oh how I've never liked this kind of day...

Heavier and heavier they seem to grow until a bolt of lighting Strikes down below

All at once the sky begins to pour as I run to the safety of your big red door

There you stand with arms open wide
I smile excitedly and prance inside

Come love and get out of the storm
I promise to keep you forever safe
and forever warm

Now I can with confidence say
That I do too enjoy a rainy day

Discontent and boredom battle mightily
To see which owns my addled wit.
Rain streaks down the kitchen windows
Making worm-like shadows on the floor.

The need to move nips at my torpor
And reads my dictionary of excuses
As I stare at crumbs on the tablecloth
And wish I had another biscuit.

What’s gone wrong, I can’t make right.
I’m stuck here with no options
And I don’t care which way it goes;
I’m too busy being grumpy.

There’s a cricket hidden in the hallway
Nine days now and it just won’t die.
The muted chirping stops and starts,
Loud enough to be annoying

But not enough to be a mask and hide
The thunder of my disappointment
When clouds and rain refuse to leave
And I am left with only empty musings.

My hands aren’t pretty any more.
They used to pose so gracefully
But time has bruised and twisted them
And they no longer reach out to be seen.

That’s just another loss to ponder:
Take a number - stand in line.
Everything depresses me, and then...
There’s that mother-******* cricket!
              ljm

Tea an excuse
I'm drinking
the rain, and the gloom
In this cup
I drink memories
there's a silence,
deafening
widespread ,
and frightening
I’m consuming it
I'm drinking
this endless wait
Tea an excuse
I'm drinking
your absence