Rain Storm

by Nocturne on Wed Jan 26, 2005 12:21 am

The dark clouds decide to chase away the overbearing sun and pour their wrath down upon the unsuspecting Earth. It comes as rain, thrown from its perch in its mother cloud.
The transparent droplets cannot hide their sorrow from being cast away from where they were born. They plummet towards the green leaves and the compassionate daisies. There they are cradled and they collapse into un-form.
The parched grass stretches its arms up to the vulnerable drops. The rain, ever so naive—succumbs to the deceitful embrace and is sucked hungrily into oblivion. The grass smiles to itself and stands tall.


Posted by Jared Lawrence on Mon Oct 22, 2007 2:02 am
This is unbelievable, it really is. Your writing is so sophistocated, it left me speachless. I thoroughly enjoyed this. Write more please.