Poem -

WHEN ALL THE BUILDINGS FELL DOWN

WHEN ALL THE BUILDINGS FELL DOWN

It was raining

that soft misty rain

that is damp and sad.

it turned the old country lane

olive green in its

springtime dampness.

I should have known

such days hold sadness

in their misty countenance.

I remember looking at you

so beautiful even the wet rain

on your face shining.

I always knew

you were beyond me

Such beauty is for the Gods

Not such an ordinary man as me.

But even with the knowledge

you would one day leave me

. And also knowing

it would break my heart

beyond repair.

I put these thoughts

into a dark room

that I keep in my head.

Instead I walked

in the sunlight of you.

you turned to look at me that day.

I could see in your lovely eyes

this was the moment

theĀ one I had dreaded.

You told me our time together

was a beautiful memory

but you must leave.

And there in the beautiful silence

of a misty rain

in a long ago sprintime.

All the buildings in the world

crashed to the ground.

Without making even

a whisper of noise.

Because they were

all inside of me.

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