Best Introspectionrain Poems
It is Here Again
By BJ Welsh
It’s raining and raining as requested
The thought I’ve just really digested
Watching and staring as the raindrops fall
Who do you think would miss me after all?
I sit and wonder without nary an expression
Days pass to weeks with only further digression
Time it seems is not on my side
The rain I pray will never ever hide
Rain used to be such a welcome sight
To clean the earth from dirt and its’ blight
Now I look for only grey clouded skies
Matching the look and sadness in my eyes
The rain it seems must never ever end
For which it is my only dearest friend
I seek it out with such joy and delight
Watching and waiting sometimes all night
The rain’s come again to see me through
This life of misery is well past due
It’s soothing and a welcome pleasure too
For which I have but very few
Tomorrow is another day for rain?
I can only hope I’m still here and sane
To live to see it is but a dream
I’m not long for this world, or so it would seem
The pouring rain ricocheting in your ear
Now dearest there is but naught to fear
Fluctuating rhythmatic ransom notes nigh
Just another drop of venom shall make us cry
The introspection of an unyielding inspection
Yielded nothing upon these reflections
The pouring rain ricochets in your fears
Tasting blood the wicked now can hear
Run
My darling as tempests swirl and sway
Our little one is gone this day
So now holy father to whom do we pray
Signs of light flicker in the darkest corner
We must never become the lonesome mourner
Retaining faith deep in solid steel reserves
Like vigilant warriors of light whom he preserves
Today they were found, and got what they deserve
Stand
Tall like the oaks he commands respect
Dear God no longer should we detect
The burning feelings of our own inadequacy
Driven over the years to such lunacy
Tears rolling down the faces of regret
We did everything without a fret
Bleeding hearts now atone with brows of sweat
Fall
The heavens open
The rain falls
Torrential, cleansing rain
I stand outside arms outstretched
Letting the rain soak me
Drenching, cooling rain
Wash away my sins
Renew my soul
Baptizing, spiritual rain
I ask too much
The rain dissipates and I am the same
Ordinary, common rain
I start at the beginning the very first page
But the four walls close in making it a cage
It doesn’t seem that anyone can hear me anymore
I can’t see past today to what the future has in store.
As the rain starts to fall I retreat inside my shell
Life begins to feel much like a living hell
I seem to do better with you here by my side
But how can you move on when you’ve forgotten how to try?
Sometimes so vast above us only sky
Sometimes I get trapped with nowhere to hide
I flip the page hoping life will get a little better
But the future has rain I’m only getting wetter.
I really didn’t think things would turn out this way
I’d love to return to the safety of the bay
The book just goes on no matter what I try
I feel the peace within starting to die.
So much feels like it’s just out of my hands
Though the decay moves inward I continue to stand
I turn the page again hoping the answer is for me
But my vision is fading and the page I can’t see.
Still I hope the final chapter isn’t done
After the darkness comes the light of the sun
I wish for a light to guide my path I have much left to do
It’s so hard to accept that the final chapter may be through.