Poem of the Day:

The Pouring


And in the crowd,
i stood,
so lonely,
amidst the noise.
I had to leave in order to find
my voice,
to find out for myself if you could hear me
calling out for you.
Or was I but a whisper you casually ignored,
like the pitter patter of the rain falling softly
outside,
forming puddles as my heart burst its dams...

Tim'06

Choonage: Smashing Pumpkins - Raindrops + Sunshowers