Running in the rain...

I can't see through my heart,

as I watched my resolution's stare

blindly running against the rain

 to disguise my own teardrops, 

trying to avoid your blustery glare

Ended on a sinister cloud creation,

 I tried to breathe/ 

       whilst I gingerly swallowed, 

I found you stuck there

rasping ambiguous, 

nothing could dislodge 

the abrasive taste, 

             my own voice stifled by regret, 

 started out a tempered,

            genesis love song...

 I wanted to believe that it was true

    you placed your raucous sword

        upon my breast, cut me deeply,

       leaving scars,         apparent 

         you craved the bloodstains

        resonating in my chest

...I wavered in the hailing discontent,

 afraid to leave, afraid to stay, 

was a little sliver of Heaven

 with a lot of Hell to pay

I lost my way, only the pouring rain

   understood exactly what to say...

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This certainly describes the way people often get into a relationship then acquiesce and make the most of it, searching all the while for that sliver of hope the rteason to keep hanging on bourne of our own feelings that we can make it work or that this is as good as it gets. Well penned my Lady!

[Frieda P]

You know it John, and lovely to see your face again. ;-) Thanks so much!

[icelandicblue]

Rain rain...it's better today. I found a number of differing loves could fit this poem. What resounded with me was afraid to leave and afraid to stay and for that sliver of heaven you are right there certainly is hell to pay. This was a very emotive piece of writing.

[Frieda P]

You're right Anne, and that should I go or should I stay can apply to most relationships also...thanks so much.

[Marie]

I feel as if rain meant saltwater tears...

[Frieda P]

Meaning healing, Marie?

[Marie]

I don't know if the poem meant healing or not...didn't seem that ay to me...

[Sami Khalil]

"my own voice stifled by regret,

started out a tempered,

genesis love song...

I wanted to believe that it was true

you placed your raucous sword

upon my breast, cut me deeply,

leaving scars"

So many things can stifle our breaths and our footsteps from moving forward in this unjust world or unfair relationships. So many things can leave scars on our skins and hearts even if it is a genesis love story. A marvelous poem...:)

[Frieda P]

Ain't that the truth Sami, thanks so much :-)

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Thank you muchly...:)

[Frieda P]

Were you wow'd because I agreed with you for once? Lol ;-P

[Sami Khalil]

Yep. True...Have a great one...:)

[Frieda P]

You too dear. :-)

[Sami Khalil]

^^~^^ :).............

[Frieda P]

Ooopsie, I forgot the girlfriend, she still looking over your shoulder these days?

[Sami Khalil]

Like a hawk...:).........

[Frieda P]

I better behave myself lol

[Sami Khalil]

:)..................

[Jack...]

Dark clouds hang overhead raining the sadness felt in this beautiful poem my sweet friend. As we dance among the raindrops, trying to feel the love drench us only to relaize that it is draining from us faster than we can run. Still though, somehwre behind these thunderheads the sun waits its turn to shine down on your heart once more.

Lovely and stunning is your poem this day. It washes over me carrying a wave of emotions.

[Frieda P]

Oh you know Jack, you have to write those dark clouds when they rumble, especially when the weather matches the mood, or is that vice versa, thanks so much for your kind words my sweet friend.

[InsanityWriter]

This is absolutely beautiful Frieda... It says so much, so powerfully! As I read I was reminded of a character from a book I'm working on, she's in a similar situation. And strangely enough, it's raining here where I'm at!
Once again, well done on this masterpiece!!!

[Frieda P]

Oh thanks Skittles, glad you enjoyed, it's been raining quite a bit here too, must be the incentive for all this gloomy weather writing. :-)