Oh Why, Oh Why Can't I

The melancholy rain beats a sturdy rhythm. 

It intensifies my own pain.  Yet still the rain is my confidant,

as it whispers my secrets softly into the violent storm. 

I taste my tears blend with the sad droplets from the sky,

'til each one tastes salty and sad, as if somehow,

the heavens were crying for me.

~*~

A white rose

Soft and sweet

blooming only once

Forgiving of being plucked

from the gracious earth

But not forgetting

A white rose Stained red

by my wicked blood

As we both prepare

to die....

~*~

Hurt and torn by a bitter love,

I swear to never love again

But I go on day after day

Cold, unfeeling, my heart bleeding frozen sorrow

But as time slowly goes on

I open my soul

Hoping, maybe, just maybe,

this Love could be the one.

Again I fooled myself

like so many times before

Another piece of my heart falls broken

Will I ever find what is eluding me?

Is there really such a thing called love?

~*~

The dawn of morning rises across the land,

I hang my head in sorrow

staring into my Icy future,

revealed in dreams of the parting clouds.

Cold rays of the sun chase away the shadows,

Darkened by my cold, bitter past.

The light should bring me happiness,

but sorrow reigns its melancholy head.

A frozen teardrop tattoos my cheek.

I place my hand on it instinctively,

but I do not brush it away.

                                                                        ~Ms Sherry~