Rainy Season It's What She Likes Poem by Oscar Ken Elias

Rainy Season It's What She Likes



May our meeting awaits the next night
For rainy season it's what she likes,
Every dark, wet, steep road I would hike
Makes even colder to see her sight.
Right now beyond the window I see
Are grey, stormy skies that she adores,
If I could run to her in the shores
With heavy rain will bathe in the sea.

And all the rainy days that create
My breath a fog into the mirror,
Point finger that I manipulate
And write her name slowly and clearer
Than the clear blue skies that I await.
Now it's raining I wish her nearer.

Sunday, August 5, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: longing
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
She likes rainy days a lot, and when it rains she'll just stay home and I would have to wait another night to see her. If I want to see her it'll take some time to get to her and the rainy nights makes it even harder for me to go to her. While writing I watched the dark clouds above that she really loves, and I just imagined if I'm with her we could bathe in the sea since she lives near the beaches.
With nothing to do, I just glanced into my mirror and every time I would speak my breath would create a fog in the mirror so I just write her name clearly into it.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Guy Lip-more 10 August 2012

Liked this very much, good write.

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success