As you fell from the skies
I waited for a while
When you became stronger
I stepped outside
I felt your drops touched my skin
Until I'm all soaked and wet
But despite the cold I gradually feel
I remained not minding the chills
I stayed and savored you
Enjoying how you made me feel
Under your droplets I let go
Set my problems aside and just enjoy
You made me feel healed
My inner scars treated as you wet my flesh
Your shower made me feel so good
Lightened my burdens and refreshed my soul.
YOU ARE READING
Of Flowers That Withstand Storms
PoetryA book that tackles human experiences, behaviour, ideas and sentiments and expresses it through poetry and creative writing.
