most of the times <br />like those heavy rainy days <br />you accept <br />life with a heavy heart <br />such a situation as <br />having to feel the wetness of the weather <br />when you have no other <br />place to stay <br />except a park that does not offer you <br />any good view of the sea <br />or the mountain <br />as if <br />yes, there is no choice but to either <br />sit or run <br />and it does not really matter <br />what to do <br />when the rain keeps on pouring on you <br />and you simply <br />let the water rush and fall on your hair <br />down to your neck <br />and then to your chest <br />just to relieve the pain of a <br />broken heart <br /> <br />there is no surprise <br />no one experiences none of it <br />common stories that do not bother us anymore <br />because they are too plain <br />all ruggedness accepted <br />with resignation <br />like <br />it is fair and we did nothing about it <br />there is no saving <br />plan<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-broken-heart-56/
