jueves, 25 de noviembre de 2010

The crying of the rain

Foto: María Griselda García Cuerva





The crying of the rain

The crying of the rain
fills the sky with sadness,
clouds move very slowly,
the sun cries on a corner.
Long paths are dark,
trees are shaken by thunders,
the loneliness takes away fantasies,
the wind shatters the dreams.
The sorrow of the streets
gets in through the doors,
the melancholy of people
is reflected in their looks.
All the city weeps,
the water floods the sidewalks,
hopes are dashed,
feelings of frustation rise.
The crying of the rain
brings the earliest memories,
birds don't want to sing,
there are no illusions.

María Griselda García Cuerva.