Raindrops falling from the sky,
Waterfalls on the lilacs.
I hear the tears of the Earth.
Screaming, tearing the sky and the clouds
Apart.
The shame of the gods,
Falling in clear water, pure
Elixir of life.
The shameful acts form the past,
They are expiated by the element of change,
The water, life and death, the change,
The harmony of this world.
The drops hitting the glass window,
Continuously,
The downpour from the heavens.
Oh , I hear your cries, you sinned
In an other life.
May the water bless your soul, wash the sorrow and the doubt away.
A peaceful mind, an empty head.
That's how I feel under the rain.
New, purified,
Alive.
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Poetry of lilac, mauve flowers and stardust.
PoetrySome poetry from a dysfunctional teen who loves flowers and the stars. Get in the train of dreams and be ready to travel faraway. 🌸💐🏵🌹🥀🌺🌻🌼🌷⚘🌱🦋💫 Start : 11.10.2021 { Poems are in English and in French }
