Water

I am water

Formless and void

I destroy and ruin

but I always leave a rainbow

No one remembers my gift

But focus in my mistake

I restore your enegry

But its never enough

I am beautiful,

only when you see me fall

By my self,

I can only show a reflection

But, Perhaps- that is all you want to see

Reviews

[raining]

Your poem is interesting, water, the primary substance of touch, I liked the imagery, very good, I will definatly read more of your poems. ...the name i chose, is part of that overwhelming need, the water, rain, the nature of raining. thanks bye