A poem fit to my mood.

I hate the rain.

I hate the sound of raindrops drumming on the roofs.

I hate the coldness it brought me, penetrating deep into my heart, my soul.

I hate the solemn darkness following the rain.

It feels as though it was punishing me silently in the dark.

I hate the wet feeling and raindrops fall upon my face, as if I've been crying.

I hate the uneasy feeling everytime I heard the bullet-like sound of raindrops.

No matter how romantic it sounds like, dancing in the rain.

True.

But still I can't stop it.

I can only wish the rain will go away quickly.

 As I longed for the warmth of the beautiful sunshine.

I'm in love with the brightness it brings to my mornings.

I love how it brings a peaceful feeling everytime the rain stops.

And gave us a beautiful rainbow, as if it was a firework display after the rain.

I love the fact that it shone so brightly, as if it was barring its bright teeth towards me.

I think its romantic, watching as the sun rose high up in the blue sky.

I love the bright rays of the sun, as it succeeded in cheering me up anytime.

That was probably the reason why I love sunflowers.

The love for its yellowish petals, gleaming under the lights.

And yet now, I can only hope, that the sun will reappear and brighten up my days...

Soon.

This darkness. 

This coldness.

It's almost intolerable.