it is raining gray
in this gray afternoon
small drops are falling
like a gray water sheet
over my old gray street
and my soul is gray
since my green oasis
was snatched away
then I sit here
staring the gray window
waiting for a warmer color
but that never comes
then I fall asleep
on my black keyboard
having gray dreams
of one more gray tomorrow
Steaua Fara Nume Adriana
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gray-18/
