My Rainy Day
My rainy day
The day is weary with rain
My heart is dreary in pain
My mind is fickle
My emotions change like the ripples…
Ripples of rain
That pours down my window panes
A gentle reminder of the pain that drains me…
Of a life that may never be.
If only you see
I could be that vision I once had of me…
The one that reflects the specks of decency
Dignity and a harmonious reality…
But when I look
Through the reflections…
In the collections of memories
Nothing is clear you see…
My visions are murky and dirty
And full of indecency.
I pray for more time…
I wish I could rewind…
To the days where my sun
Would forever shine…
Lay
Copyright © Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway | Year Posted 2010
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