When the Sky cries...

I can’t help it when the sky turns grey
and rough winds  to blow from directions I don’t care to know...
and heavy clouds compile with a breaking point,
 Bursting water in the air..
      making things wet.
Down they run... one..
                                by one..
 Even on me...
          I Love it!..
Crashing..
          Rain...
... Is such a sight to see!

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JAy_se
over 4 years

I love this one, my sky

Vic
over 4 years

I like your poems!

SaXXXX
about 5 years

cute! so do you like dancing in the rain?

Delilah
over 5 years

Pleasure...
And thank you ! :)

Tony Hill
over 5 years

Liked your poem, and thank you for liking FRET.

Tony Hill
over 5 years

I enjoyed this poem. The form reminded me of a raindrop running down a pane of glass.

SaXXXX
over 5 years

I want the sky.

SaXXXX
over 5 years

wth .you are such a hipster.yay Rain! : l

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