Rain, Wind.

Long time,
since the writing
of rain came
visiting this space.

Perhaps back then,
there was
pretty much nothing
to write about.

Now these,
strong rain
and heavy wind
came blasting.

Read those words,
and point out
the mistakes
if you do see them.

It was deliberate,
just felt that
we do not have to be
right all the time.

Why won't you,
take a chance
and celebrate
failures with me today?

Maybe you would,
and we can sit here
staring at raindrops
and listen to the wind.

Coming Danger

Its bound to come,
no matter what is said.
Be the intention kind,
or just a product
of unforeseen circumstances.

Slip away to a corner,
or the shadows unseen.
Stay low stay quiet,
as you disappear
from their memory.

Stand strong and fight back,
even if what comes will sting.
That you got to,
be able to endure
the possible pain.

So when it really comes,
what do you do?
Hide away or fight?
There's no wrong or right,
only what you really do.

it all started with a bad choice

Which lead to a trip
to a destination
that should not have been at all.

But lucky the way
things had turn out,
else we are all in for grumbles.

Old friends
are no doubt reliable, and
constantly surprising you in every way.

Took a long walk,
down tar layered tracks,
heading down along unfamiliar roads.

Long time since
we last walked so much,
for no one else we knew were keen on such.

In search of food,
brought us far,
finding our way back to a once upon a time stop.

Had our fill,
paid the bill,
mission accomplished and back to home we chill.