i don't like rainy days.
well, i do.
but it's weird
the tulip's petals
curve more inward
hiding the bloom i love
the droplets fall on the leaves and stem
and i watch them race down to the dirt
once the sun shows its face,
i can only watch.
the petals flourish slowly
the raindrops dry away
and the wind blows
it's crazy how something small,
like the weather,
can change the flowers
completely.
YOU ARE READING
the poems from the heart.
Şiiri write from the heart, words spill out as i type mindlessly, i love to write, and if you're like me, or even not at all. enjoy the words i share, and find love in mine.
