B. Rainy Day Poem by ... ...

The world is a shadow of itself
I sit warm and look outside
In sadness-
To coldness-
The rain keeps its monotonous rhythm

The sun seems far away
Becomes only an idea
A memory from long ago
Which turns the rain to falling stars
While the grayness keeps the power

When the day continues crying
In coldness-
To sadness-
I wish it could be warm outside
And the rain keeps its monotonous rhythm

Wind blows and the trees are moving
Rain drops down from thousand leaves
Falling and falling
Billion raindrops every second
Without hope to stop again

I'm observing this sad picture
I sit warm and look outside
In sadness-
To coldness-
The rain keeps its monotonous rhythm

I'm captured in boredom and look at it
The earth is mud the grass is wet
And the rain continues falling
Keeps the rhythm
Keeps the rhythm