Thursday, November 12, 2009
dry season = dying season
dear mr. rain,
please come to our dwellings and chill the land
so that one won't be easily flare up,
yielded by the evil heat and the sweat
mingled into unreasonable anger
please come to our dwellings and chill the land
so that one won't be easily flare up,
yielded by the evil heat and the sweat
mingled into unreasonable anger
cant stand the heat :(
craving for the pouring rainfall that we havent detected since round a year ago.
AARGH. save me please.
even my laborious fan has already killed itself
(broken, chapped, and barely could be saved)
for working too hard to keep my
...but still, the longing for thee is not comparable with the waiting for the water to come.
Labels: life, love, rain, why oh why
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home