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Behind the curtain of rain

The day started out gloomy.
Dark clouds and rain.
My mood as damp as the weather.
Nothing kept me warm.

I looked out the window.
For the tenth time I sighed.
The weather wasn’t going to let up.
I prowled for something to do.

I usually like rainy days.
Of snuggling, of reading.
And hot coffee and chocolate.
Yet, today felt gloomy; restless.

I felt trapped indoors.
I was getting cabin fever.
A smile tug at my lips.
The drama queen in me.

I snuggled down with a book.
Or tried to once more…
with another cup of coffee.
While the sun remained hidden.

Behind the curtain of rain I stood.
I had too much time for reflection.
An idle mind filling up with darkness.
The cold outside seeping into me.

I dozed off on the couch.
My sleep troubled; restless.
Searching for the sun.
Lost in the fog of rain; crying.

By C.E. Pereira



I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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