Raindrops are falling, I hear the thunder. Everything’s failing, What a big blunder. I eventually grow older, And my dreams fly high. By as then the nights get colder, I might as well cry. But things gradually get warmer, Realizing what has passed by me. I decide to put on life’s armor, And fight the battle, never ever flee. Although this is just too bad, One can’t afford to be sad.
I created the poem with a feeling that I get every morning and this feeling was ‘sadness’. I mostly felt sadness by the news I watch, filled with events that are usually disasters.
The most sad I felt was when my grandmother died and I could not cope after her death. I could neither concentrate nor respond to any task. My grandmother meant the world to me and the poem shows how the world slowly became for me. I tried to give the idea of sadness with some of the common signs when a tragedy happens. I also tried to show that I was not just going to moan forever, even when I was at my most vulnerable; I would get up and stand stronger than ever.
The poem interprets the theme of life, based on the emotions I had felt during one of the toughest times of my life. The poem is constructed as a sonnet to give my message.