Friday, September 14, 2007

Fatal Attraction

Right outside the window
I see a fatal attraction
As the dark coulds pass by
I hear the screams, undying
Such a possessiveness, never forgiven
Admired less, but not forgotten
Stating gravity as a reason
To reach its place
Raindrops approach fast
Towards expecting crops
The breath of satisfaction
of having reached its goal
Few or more blaming the wind
for losing their soul
But journey continues
Earth is round, one place to stay
Make all sticks today
Ahead we have a long way