the poet Poems
Rain is Falling
Rain, rain, its always raining, Rain, rain, I end up saying, Rain, rain, please go away now, Rain, rain, just leave right now,
Haiku I- The Samurai
Wielding his blood sword, A hero who fights with pride, And slays with honor.
Deep In My Heart
Deep in my heart, This feeling’s all that I can’t figure out, Till that day came by, Wasn’t sure so I wonder why,
A Poem For A True Friend, My Friend
Time does pass us by so very fast, Only a moment’s pause, dawn is dusk, But the moments we had will surely last, Till the day these bones are dust.
Looking out my broken window, I saw people together, While I walk alone, With only my own as family.
Sitting around this empty place, Full of hollowness and nothingness, None of the place I wanna be, The place that I call home.
Bot 2- The Machine That Fell In Love
Ever since you turned me on, My systems are go, at your disposal, First time I saw your face, Visual interface, optical gaze,
Haiku II-The Queen of the Lake
On the icy waters, A symbol of elegance, As it floats with grace.
Fool In Love
Its getting harder to breathe, My sights blurring, my eyes deceive, My mind is blank, I can’t think, When she’s around I can’t even blink.
Rain is Falling II - Lightning
Rain, rain, feeling their game getting boring, Rain, rain, together they form a new ring, Rain, rain, hand in hand they sing, Rain, rain, their claps bring forth lightning.
No Matter(Still Love You)
No matter how deep the deepest of oceans, Or how high the highest of mountains, I’ll dive them with you, I’ll scale them with you,
Regret- How it started…
Everyday I set my eyes on her, What a sight to behold, But when she looks at me, My heart retreats, my cards fold.
With the Gods, we came to be, The Omega gives life to thee… to us… to all, Life,
Rain is Falling III- Colours of the Rain...
After the rain, the drops from heaven, Comes the rainbow, a ray from heaven, Seven colours fly high together, Lighting the wet sky with power.
(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821)
Rain is Falling
Rain, rain, its always raining,
Rain, rain, I end up saying,
Rain, rain, please go away now,
Rain, rain, just leave right now,
Rain, rain, don’t know how,
I don’t care how,
To make my rainy day just go away…
So I stand,
in the pouring rain,
So I can,
feel the growing pain,
Of having rain,
coming down like the Armageddon flame.
I can see raindrops playing their game,
Even though they look the same,
I know that there is more to rain……