Rain

Thoughts like dark raven sit ominously on the lightning conductor

While a little to the left of right and a little further from near

And slightly below above

Pregnant clouds hang like a hangover from day before’s orgy.

In the meantime, unhappiness comes visiting like an unwanted visitor

Overstaying its welcome and drinking up the last drop of sleep.

Rain fails to bring much needed relief or fill up the void that

you left so nonchalantly.