Nothing to Lose
It's silent here
When no one's beside you
When your knees go weak
And you can't find the moon
I can't sleep
Though my head keeps falling
My eyes feel heavy
And my dreams keep calling
Up in the clouds
It feels so cold
Birds travel in crowds
But I travel alone
It was nice to hear you chirping
But I'll have to rain over you
A cloud like me that's breaking
Has nothing to lose
Lara Houssami
8-17-2020
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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.
