The rain is pouring on my roof,
and against the window pane.
The fire is smoldering in the hearth,
its just a dying flame.
On nights like this we cuddled here,
and slowly sipped some wine.
It was so much an awesome love ,
I was yours, and you were mine.
Who knows why he ran the red light,
just at the moment you came by.
Now your never coming home to me,
and I set here alone and cry.
Lightning flashes and thunder rolls ,
my Jack Daniels glass I’m draining.
I’m safe inside out of the storm,
but in my heart it’s raining.
P.N.
A contest entry
- Raining In My Heart by Sandygram.
900 points, ended November 21, 2008, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is so sad. To think of someone sitting there pining away for a lost love is heartbreaking. You did a great job of using the raining in the heart line. That is so perfect and ends this poem beautifully. I was thinking as i started reading this, how cold it is at the moment, and raining and your poem seemed to take on life because it fitted so well. As if you had just written it. Your flow, rhyme and rhythm were just spot on. Just so special.
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A wonderful take on the prompt. So sad. I love the rhyming and flow! Thank you for entering and best of luck in my contest. Take care, Sandy
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How tragic and so very sad...I'm sorry for your loss.
Thanks for sharing.
Beautifully written.
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OMG~
Holy Moly this has the eyes swelling and what a visual You have brought forth my Friend~
Powerful piece You have penned-
certainly tugs at the Heartstrings
Excellent!!
-sniffle-sniffle-
with message to be remembered
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes in the contest too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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oh my goodness this is such a sad poem, well written, and beautiful but what a sad tale it weaves indeed, best of luck in the contest
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