Going Home In Rain



Flying birds magnetized to a tree
As the raindrops falling free
As the sun recedes behind the clouds
As the thunder growling out loud

I remember, when I was a child
I used to love dancing under the rain
But when I grow up and running wild
Sometimes I forgot the memory in my brain

In a day where lights are dimmed
I tried to runaway from pain
The tears are falling
The leaves are flying
The trees and the skies
Shiver in silver light

One day I was going home in rain
I saw tears and raindrops collide
Missing a drop of condensed water
Missing you
Missing myself

Novia, 2013

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s