Clouds poetry

Piece of cake

The clouds was starting to disappear

And people walked with low batteries,

In their hearts emojis their faces hanged in the air

The town man who they called crazy man

Was washing his face with dirty rain water from

The puddle on the side of the road,

The girl came outside of her board house

With the sound of her little brother–

Shouting, "There's a dead bird in our yard, come hurry up and look!"

She walked towards the bird it was a black and white pigeon

It's neck to the side and some of its feathers

Missing–

Wary she touch it with her shoe it was sure dead

Maybe the bird got tired of life too and committed

Suicide—

The woman at the store fumbles in her purse

For lose change to buy the box of cereal,

She didn't have enough money for–

Her children at home

Waits for her like how we wait for, Santa clause

Christmas to arrive like we're getting any gifs.

Hold my glass and let me pour you a

Drink your soul looks like you need it

Your eyes ready to sink,

Who holds the gold, who carries the diamond

I need a piece slice me some cake.

-ashes poetry