Every Time
What my mother said
was always right
"Who dares to make you cry once
Will always make you cry..."
As the tears burn your pillow
As it muffles your sound
The fire will burn away
The strings through which you're bound
Her words from the start...
Oh, they were always right
She said you'll break my heart
And now you do it every time
Lara Houssami
5-23-2020
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
