It's raining outside, the earth is dry <br />worries burning inside, no tears to cry <br />the earth is barren, but ox ready to tether <br />no cloud around, but gloomy is the weather <br /> <br />Calm is the air, a storm awaits inside <br />darkness seems nowhere, nothing to shine <br />future has passed, yet nothing to predict <br />mind full of thoughts, nothing to depict <br /> <br />clouds thundering, water flowing in the drians <br />typical splashing sounds, but it never rains <br />everything drenched in water, me dry with draught <br />of a blessing, a miracle and a devil's thought <br /> <br />the heart empty and the brain on its craze <br />blood calm and the emotions ready to hail <br />no one to guide, nothing to ride, the world wide <br />stands a famined lone warrior, nowhere to hide... <br /> <br />12-07-2006<br /><br />Usman Hanif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-35/