YOU LIKE COMING Showers

You Present Sperti Showers
you present such a drizzle, sad
have you ever asked god why?
you created as a drizzle
You can only present as a cry
presents only the liver cut
do not you realize you just forced me to smooch
with the devil, with the opposite
why have you come as a drizzle
you do not wash but just moist in gaping wounds
last
kupayungi earlobe with guava leaves
so do not be fooled by rintikmu
instead I take a rock or you do not take the snow
it’s just that you drizzle
not have the heart, bringing a dozen screaming hysterically
I can not imagine under you
I was afraid to get wet
I can not bathed ria under you
I’m afraid not washed
if only you were not present as a drizzle
as rain, as a stone, as the land, as the wind, may
but you’re incarnated as the small rain and thin
rupamu small but tragic
have you ever seen corn flower grimace?
by whom? yes! drizzle.
swallow-swallow disappointed, sighing breaths of restless
pursed hearts who want to fissure
once you hear the children crying?
yes, the mothers fear the Hadirmu
drizzle with a smile as you asked
then a pause, then down, then look up the sky, then ran, then
cry, then scream, wail and then silence again
why did you face to my eyes like rain?
“I was born as a sob, you change me cry”
grimaced slightly when spilled
I hope you held me
wiped my tears, stroking my hair
stroking my shoulder, put me in the chest
“just disappointed that you carve!”
I menghenyakkan words
adjacent to petition my forgiveness!