This day, the sun evanesces.
Won’t hear anything,
Only the sound of musica in my ears.
Sound-and-light show of the fire.
Whispering voices of anonymous man.
Wishing to rain.
Desiring to lay my eyes on every drops of water from the sky.
Yearning to listen some euphonious raindrops.
Unexpectedly, I heard teardrops.
Almost sounding like music in my ears.
Then abruptly gazed at the drops of rain.
Just about the endlessly flowing tears.
It’s raining unfathomably!
So I placed my palm under the dropping rain,
And pretty much smiled whilst watching the raindrops.
I love the sereneness I felt inside me.
I love how cynosure I am at small things.
I love having series of flashbacks inside my pate.
Reminiscing old and new memories.
Recalling those remembrance, I’ve treasured.
Have you ever let yourself be wet behind the ears under the sky with boundless raindrops?
Have you ever thought that you can erase past-pain memories and forget it forever?
Have you ever felt you’re lost or maybe died?
In every cascades of the water from above,
Embedded forgotten memories.
In every drops of water from the sky,
Entrenched throes of agony.
Toward the inside drops of rain,
Is no other than me.
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Lista de Poesía
PoesíaA compilation of poems that needed to be addressed. Hence, it is also a poem for my repressed emotions buried within.
