I see the clouds of gray
I see the dark sky before the storm
I feel my heart leaden with sadness
I feel my spirit has grown weary over time.

Why?
Why did you have to come?
And take away my happiness, my joy,
You made me weak, pitiful.

Writing poems about my pathetic state,
Hah! I can laugh at my weakness.
You, I will learn to hate you.

Why?
Why did you enter my life?
If I had known,
I would never have let you even take the first step in.

Yes, the clouds are here,
Yes, the rain shall fall,
but through the rain,
after the rain,
the rainbow will come again.
I will forget you.
Forever.


okayyyyy...
this wasnt that great
oh shoot
maybe i will work more on the friendship poems
hmmmmm...
thanks zi bing for you inspirational I am poem on loving rainbows but not the rain
thankies
anne