The Story Of The Rain And The Wind.

You control the wind,
And I control the rain.
Together we always produced a hurricane.

Strong and ambitious we both are.
You brought gushes of powerful air
And I'd destroy everything to a minimum bare.

You reethed of positivity,
While I expected the negative.
You vanquished all darkness,
While in all of it I lived.

I poured down hard,
On a river that had long died.
You tried to stop me,
After you changed your direction and said goodbye.

Puddles and canals I slowly filled,
My clouds I painfully killed.
You could only direct me away,
Powerful enough just to make me sway.

Soon the rain will dry off,
And alone you will blow...
But the rain needs her wind,
For all her sides to show...

You control the wind,
And I control the rain.
Without us there wouldn't have been
Such a beautiful hurricaine.

The Story Of The Cyanosed Heart.

Hopeless he was in love,
And many a time he has fallen.
Unconditionally he always gave,
Yet many a time he has broken.

He had a type, he supposed,
Proud, popular and ever so confident.
One like himself, he propsed,
Silent, strong and never dependent.

They did return his love,
With letters, kisses and gifts uncountable.
But then they always left,
Hazy memories and broken hearts innumerable.

Hid in a shell he did
To block the pain and cold of the world
Completely blind he was
To his true love in front of him who swirled

Sad and lonely he became,
His heart tore to see the others.
But he pushed her away,
For pain he could never suffer.

His heart got no air,
Blue it was starting to turn.
For love is oxygen,
And without it no fire could burn.

Finally he let her in,
The blue heart she dissolved away.
Gave him all her love,
And threw his shell deep in the bay.

Happily they forever lived,
The fire always kept burning.
Joyful and delighted,
With no more sadness or yearning.