Poetry class #1

Rainy Morning

I open my eyes,
in the rainy morning.
the wind breeze like ice,
theres no body for i crying.

I'm alone in this room,
far, looking at the sky.
my heart is gone to boom,
again, I dont wanna cry.

this rain and morning
remind me something.
friends and memories
just like a sound of breeze.

Forget everything,
I'm looking at the rain.
crying in the morning,
I just want to sleep again.

(Poetry class with Ms. Yuniar)