Somebody walking in the moonlight’s rain, silhouetted sharply against the lightning and thunder.
Somebody walking in the rain , the moon playing hide and seek with clouds sullen and dark.
Somebody walking in the night , weathered , beaten in the rain. Shadows clasp her soul, who they are no one never knows.
Somebody walking in the rain.Somebody walking in the rain….
Somebody is walking in the rain. Fast , though not at peace, troubled by the raindrops that sought to uncover her soul. The clinging of shadows grew stronger as they held on to the body.
Somebody is walking in the rain, the sound of the Wind grew louder as if to say , I follow you wherever you go, listen to my voice as I screech your secrets out aloud.
I gather your pain and lay it bare for the elements to rule on your sins. The somebody walking in the rain, pretended not to hear, walking faster than before.
Somebody is walking in the rain, the thunder clapped, trees bowed to the wiles of the wind and hurtling raindrops.The pitter patter of the drops resounding to a gale of unspoken words and thoughts.
The skies blackened to a grim dark, angered at the hegemony of the clouds grey and stark that hid the world away.
The lightening roared and crackled , not too far as the eyes could see , the ears could hear as they closed in fright at the dance of the elements so contrite.
Somebody is walking in the rain , hurried , silhouetted, lost in the paths that flooded at the rainy onslaught.
Somebody who was walking in the rain, did not see the turn of events ,she had wrought.The pace of her footsteps hurried in the hope of escaping the karma of her thoughts so cruelly bought to life, a second it took , so many lifetimes erased in one shot.
Some body was walking in the rain.Somebody walking in the rain….
No more can I see from my window as I peer at the shadow a minute ago, I swear was that somebody in the rain who walked unknowingly into the arms of fate, that lay grinning in it’s wake.
A stumble , a fall , the waters of the lake rise to carry her away. The somebody who walked in the rain,hounded by the night , blinded by the raindrops never knew what lay her way, as she hurried to deceive all, but life wouldn’t have it that way.What a shame.
As I close my curtains I would like you to know, the burden of that day is not on me.A bystander sworn to secrets unknown.
And yes, there was somebody walking in the rain that fateful day.
To this day, I see that somebody who walks in the moonlight’s rain in eternal pain.