Desolate Road

The winter rain is icy tonight.
It bursts on the glass of the
windows we pass by.
We make footsteps in the rain
as we recall of the pain
we felt on Desolate Road.
Where you can tell me you love me
and I’ll say why you lie.
Where the winter rain
is fog and mirrors to eyes
eclipsing the sun and
reflecting the woes
we lost and found on Desolate Road.

The winter rain is icy tonight.
It freezes the hands of the
crowds we walk by.
We make shadows in the sleet,
indistinct shades in the street
we all know as Desolate Road.
Where you can tell me you miss me
and I’ll say why you’re right.
Where the winter rain
is faintly evolving to white,
so many times;
oh so often it snows
when I’m wandering down desolate roads.

Reviews

[Mia]

“The winter rain is icy tonight.
It bursts on the glass of the
windows we pass by.”
Beautiful and powerful start, really grabbed my attention!
The lines…
“Where you can tell me you love me
and I’ll say why you lie.”
…made me think of a song ‘Why I’m home’…the part that goes…
“Saying that you love me
Lying tongues are clumsy”
This is great JB, but I have come to expect nothing less. There is a hopelessness to it and weirdly enough I love that.

[TheJordBaker]

thanks Mia!! :)

[spiritwind]

This has so much beauty wrapped in melancholy and an otherworld feel to it that is very unsettling. I will remember this poem out of the plenty that I have read tonight. Exquisite writing.

[TheJordBaker]

thanks very much :)

[Bluefire]

I love this! Very beautiful, well done!

[TheJordBaker]

thank you :)

[Bluefire]

No problem ^^

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I really love the imagery and tone in this ,Jordan. The repetition in the last line of the two stanzas emphasize on the attitude of your poem. The line "The winter rain is icy tonight.It bursts on the glass of the windows we pass by" is simply beautiful. Great job.

[TheJordBaker]

thank you so much again