Staring outside at the rain that’s falling,
Hitting the ground, like the earth is calling.
I stare at the gray sky, melancholy and dim,
Wondering if something is still within.
Wondering if things have changed,
Or if things are just misarranged.
Wondering if things can be undone,
If things like this happen to everyone.
Beyond the clouds lies a bright sun,
But the question is, what must be done?
About Me
- Poet-o-matic
- I'm a college student right now at Rutgers University majoring in Ecology and Natural Resources. I usually do creative writing as a pastime (when the creativity is flowing). I absolutely love piano. The piano link on my profile is a recording of me playing Ludovico Einaudi's "Primavera". As I normally say, this phrase sums me up: a procrastinator who's making the world a better place, one smile at a time.
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