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Array ( [sid] => 89721 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cry With Me, God [time] => 2005-04-03 01:04:06 [hometext] => Lots of people have those days when they just want to sit outside in the rain and think. For me, those days sucked, because when I got outside, my thoughts always resulted in him. [bodytext] => The sun is absent when I awake,
My blanket hugs me as I step outside…
...Under the gray sky.
It’s cold…Should start raining soon.
I sit and think…
About you…
About us…
A drop hits the ground. I miss you.
Thunder rolls and it echoes in my mind.
Two more drops fall and hit the ground.
I put my face in my hands.
But not to cry…just to think.
I hear your words in my head.
Three more drops bathe the ground around me.
I tell myself I love you and then mean it.
Four more drops fall as I get up,
And walk towards the door.
Just another morning without you…
…More thunder.
I step inside and peer through the window,
Over my shoulder.
As soon as I wipe the tears that didn’t hit the Ground away,
It begins to rain:
As God cries with me.
…Some things don’t find a way…


…I will miss you…

(A fraction of the poetry that I post on here, is about the pain I experienced when I could not have the love of my life. I sure don't miss those days). [comments] => 3 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 48 [informant] => JacobsKK [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 48 [ratings] => 10 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
Cry With Me, God

Contributed by JacobsKK on Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 01:04:06 AM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



The sun is absent when I awake,
My blanket hugs me as I step outside…
...Under the gray sky.
It’s cold…Should start raining soon.
I sit and think…
About you…
About us…
A drop hits the ground. I miss you.
Thunder rolls and it echoes in my mind.
Two more drops fall and hit the ground.
I put my face in my hands.
But not to cry…just to think.
I hear your words in my head.
Three more drops bathe the ground around me.
I tell myself I love you and then mean it.
Four more drops fall as I get up,
And walk towards the door.
Just another morning without you…
…More thunder.
I step inside and peer through the window,
Over my shoulder.
As soon as I wipe the tears that didn’t hit the Ground away,
It begins to rain:
As God cries with me.
…Some things don’t find a way…


…I will miss you…

(A fraction of the poetry that I post on here, is about the pain I experienced when I could not have the love of my life. I sure don't miss those days).




Copyright © JacobsKK ... [ 2005-04-03 01:04:06]
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Re: Cry With Me, God (User Rating: 1 )
by dreamer_4_eternity on Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 01:06:43 AM AEST
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The thing I like most about this poem is how you related God crying with you, to the rain... that really was beautiful... good write... and i know what it feels like to not have the love of my life and to go on without him, keep ya head up, it only gets betta!


Re: Cry With Me, God (User Rating: 1 )
by pUnKa_RaCh on Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 03:12:29 AM AEST
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this is a beautiul and nothin can describe with the bitter pain of not being able to have someone. for me this was a very heart wrenching poem and im sorry.
and i agree with the first poem.. i love the way u make the connection between the rain and god crying with you.
maybe he does sometimes....


Re: Cry With Me, God (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Sunday, 3rd April 2005 @ 08:13:51 AM AEST
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well done




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