Emotional Drops

Sitting beside my window,

Looking through the empty show

Of darkness and gloomy bowl

That have touched my inner soul.

Water falling from above,

It's a great feeling to have.

As my boring day turns night

With a twist of frightening might.

Hearing those roar of thunder

That frightens a great fighter.

Joined by flashes of white light

That breaks the colorless night.

Nothing can be found pleasing.

Only those liquid feeling

Caused by heavenly portray

Of environmental play.

A sigh for a wonderer

That continues to marvel

The greatness of his Father

And His amazing power.

Surely, rain adds a feeling

that satisfies the craving

Of my intense emotion

And romantic expression.