Rain Fall


I hate
the erratic rhythm
of the falling rain
I hate
how it's poetry writes
of my tears
and torment

I hate
how I cry
because of love's pain
how it's downpour mimics
my heart's beat
as I search for the reasons why
you are not here

I hate
how cold
each drop is
and how alone I feel
when the clouds darken
if only I could hear your whispers
even if they were careless
so long as I had shelter
from the sad reality
that I cannot feel the sun's warmth
without you

I hate
not having
what your words promised
because without the hope
of your lingering presence
I am lost
within the sky's never ending river