Dark and stormy night

• Artist: SalixNova
• Description: A simple poem I wrote in class. The moral of the poem is that sometimes to see something beautiful, you must see it from a different perspective of life.
• Date: 04/13/2010
• Tags: dark stormy night

They say that rain is made of angel tears
But seems more like angels blood
It falls down hard and stains our face
Streaks over our bodies then our feet as mud

We walk right through it and take no notice
As our sins seep from our eyes
It pools in the air and fills the clouds
Then our death falls out of the skies

People fall to the ground with hands open
Asking for the right to still hold on
A shadowy figure looms above with an umbrella
And offers his hand to make you his pawn

You stand on the sidewalk in a dark cloak
Life is now full of mystery and fear
As you look to the sky and the rain falls down
Instead of blood you now see a tear.

Comments

[ZombifiedCyber]

This one was a little hard for me to understand but have reading it a good three times I think I understand what you are saying. I just don't know how to word it. But I must say, I never saw the rain as blood but I understand how you see it that way now. 5/5

[SapphireXSalazar222]

Always touching as usual dude, you kick a**