Silent Rain

by Steve - Leo

The rain tore down like blood-soaked sweat 
And singed the cold cement, 
Set fire upon the tangled soul 
With less than pure intent. 
And seen through tears on ridge above, 
The note clutched in his hand, 
On broken knees, he claws the dirt 
Through cries he must withstand. 
Alone he digs, unearthing time 
Or yet, perhaps, to hide 
Mem'ries not encountered yet 
But challenge still his pride. 
So molten mud he pries away; 
His grip he does relent. 
The searing rain sets fire upon 
The note he had been sent; 
Harsh words he had not finished yet - 
His eyes no more to cry, 
She tossed him in his own dug grave 
And left him there to die. 

3/3/99 

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Birth sign: Leo
Date created: 1999-11-08 19:36:41
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:28
Poem ID: 53660

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