Language in Action
The Raining Season
Hello me again i really like do write poems so here goes another:
Like the cloudy day outside
my soul is also dark
beeing by the window side
and just looking at the park
The rain makes me think
about things that i hate
like the way i don't like pink(singer)
to how did i lose a mate
rain is a single drop of cold
that frozed my heart
with things that people told
that broke me a part
this is godbye but not farewell
because i'll see you again
if it is in heaven or in hell
whenever i see a drop of rain
I hope you like it and here is my mew poem bye!
PS: I didn't put the chords on this one but if you want ask me and i'll give them to you.
Like the cloudy day outside
my soul is also dark
beeing by the window side
and just looking at the park
The rain makes me think
about things that i hate
like the way i don't like pink(singer)
to how did i lose a mate
rain is a single drop of cold
that frozed my heart
with things that people told
that broke me a part
this is godbye but not farewell
because i'll see you again
if it is in heaven or in hell
whenever i see a drop of rain
I hope you like it and here is my mew poem bye!
PS: I didn't put the chords on this one but if you want ask me and i'll give them to you.
Tags: rain
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Comment by Conceição Silva on November 18, 2009 at 9:23am - I've always known that our school had some hidden talents. You're definitely one of them. Nice text....
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Comment by Cisne on November 9, 2009 at 11:41pm -
Nice poem ;)
I miss our drama lessons... :)
Swan.
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