Howling Duet

[anirbas]

Rain moves in wavering drizzles
across the sleeping metroplex...
Eyes of the cloud clotted skies
drip, drip, drip with silent cries...

In the near distance
a dog growing wetter
by the minute howls...

No one listens...
No one hears him...
Except me...Dueting
him with my own brand
of howling misery...

Emotionally and mentally
licking my wounds
under the cover
of darkness
where none can see...
And be frightened or harmed
by my shameless display of pain...

And yet, the rain just keeps pouring...
The dog keeps howling without abeyance...
As I stand on the backporch growing wetter
by the minute, my tears invisible this way,
mixed amongst the raindrops wetting my face...

Finally, I can't stand it anymore...
I run down the porch and to the back fence,
and howl loudly into the wind and the water, from there...
The dog shuts up...Knowing its not alone...Anymore...

But, I still am...I still am...Still am...Am...Alone...

[brandnewmessiah]

Very expressive in your imagery with this one Anirbas. You can feel the rain and hear the howls of the dogs. Great way of putting you right into this piece. ~ BNM

[anirbas]

Thank you, BNM.
Nir.