Looking the front window
I see the rain,
falling from a pregnant sky,
washing away memories of you,
as it beats, beats
on my lonely window pain.
The droplets scatter hurriedly
like your love did,
away from my thunderous soul.
The damp earth saturated
by the deluge,
is how our kisses used to be.
Flowing rain in a thunderstorm,
passionate and wild
to the thunder and lightning rhythm.
An ominous delicate intricacy
a cleansing
of the human soul bathed.
A rain when it pours mentality
washing away sins
committed in the name of love,
a certain rhythmic beat
on this gray day,
just wishing for a silver lining.
Timothy Michael DiVito c2016
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I have been writing poetry for 44 years. I began writing poetry when I was 15 years old and to this date I have written over 16,000 poems. I have had poems published in The San Fernando Journal, The Rag Mag, WYRD, The Cultural Reverence(e-magazine) and in Kiiroo(e-magazine), Mobius and the World Peace Anthology. I have over 1000 poems published in all. I also have a poetry page on Wix.com entitled anemotionaljourney.com. I also have written a Science Fiction/Fantasy novel entitled "The Blue Sphere" and I am currently working on three other books at the present time. The first is entitled "The Angel and the Witches, the second is "Once Upon A Halloween" and the third is "The Devil's Playground".
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