Stormy
My life is stormy as far as I can see,
stormy life, please let me be.
Skies above are troubled,
since you went away.
Though I have seen better days,
these gray skies seem to stay.
Gray is my life now,
and dark are my days.
I seek the sun's solace,
but find only grays.
My life is stormy as far as I can see,
stormy life, please let me be.
It won't stop raining,
it's raining all the time.
And my tears, like the raindrops,
fall heavy on my mind.
There are rivers of weary,
dripping in my wine,
washing away my cheery,
when you were mine.
My life is stormy as far as I can see,
stormy life, please let me be.
The wind howls a mournful tune,
how can I escape this awful gloom,
you have cast upon me,
in this darkened room.
Closed in by four walls,
and dark of night.
I cry bitter tears.
Please show me the light.
My life is stormy as far as I can see,
stormy life, please let me be.
Please let me be.
Stormy.
Copyright 2013 © Ronald W. Hull
5/23/13
stormy life, please let me be.
I love these lines, and the repetition to me envokes a rollicking feeling like a storm does. Well done, and captures so much emotion. Thank you for this.
peace be with you
William
Regis
precious loved ones Ron...
Wonderful poem again...
Love and Light
Lily
excellent..into everyone's life
it befalls, but then a rainbow!
Lady Vivian
Anna
strong and memorable poem.
Picture of somebody in deep contemplation,
description of the wonder and power that
exist in a nature and deep images purposely
juxtaposed to...paint the picture...to express
feeling... where rain has made it's presence known.
Thank you Ronald.
With warm regards Isabella.
L
Love ya!
Jane
Sage