Dark Storms

This is a traditional Haiku that I wrote on my phone while watching a storm at night.
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Watching the hard rain
I hate when it rains at night
The storm can't be seen

A Poem

Here's a poem about a subject that's been on my mind lately. As I see friends move in with girlfriends, get married, and have kids it makes me think if I am ever going to meet the right girl. As the months grow colder I grow lonelier.

Struggling For Cuddling

I lay here in my bed
just me.

I stare at the light from the moon
my thoughts racing
as I try to dream.

It is fall,
the air is crisp
and lonely.

An accurate reflection
of myself.

I do dream.

I dream of another warm body against mine.
An accidental kicking of my leg,
brushing up against myself.

I pull another pillow in closer to me,
put my arms around it
close my eyes
try to dream

to dream its the girl of my dreams.