November Rain

A poem about what its like to be abandoned and homeless

Rain

 

Falling From the Sky

 

November cold

 

I can't seem to think

 

The cold november rain hits my face

 

Like Ice

 

And I'm walking because you left me here

 

Standing in the cold November Rain

 

So I just end up walking

 

Walking in the rain

 

The rain hits and plays the saddest melody

 

So sad that tears stream down my face

 

And I realize

 

I'm not the only one

 

It's getting so very late

 

But I know

 

I'm not the only one

 

And I'm standing in the cold

 

Living life the hardest way

 

And the only thing that comforts me

 

Is that I'm never alone

 

Never ever alone

 

Sad that such a thing comforts one

 

To know you're not the only one

 

Living in this icy hell

 

Shaking

 

With no place to go

 

All because you left me here

 

In this cold November Rain

 

 

 

By:  Denise Ann Martin

 

 

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

A touching, yet sad piece. nicely done.


Rayne, also.

[Wandering Bard]

Very moving. I enjoyed your poem, Rayne. :)