Drops

Drops

A Poem by Maroon Surreal

The rain won't stop
Heavy drops
Of eager waters
Hitting the roof
Making melodies of crackling metals.

As I listen to the rough rhythms
I thought of when it will stop
The flashes of suspicious lightnings
Seem to be warning men
On how mad nature can be.

© 2012 Maroon Surreal


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Added on August 10, 2012
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Maroon Surreal
Maroon Surreal

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Candles and fading sheets, I write my heart of bits. I write poems and other short stories. Really short stories. I'm still learning and willing to learn more, read more and write more. I like .. more..