river wipes out all tears with the tidal
it's blue, innocent like my soul
the stream goes away like the nights do
how long i am here-and it's never cold
it seemed like there was lazurite lacing
on the riverside whispering edge
that was telling me something i needed
that could just understand all my rage.
i resigned, there's something consistent
i am sick, and that makes me so wild
ripple shines showing side of the west with
interrupting from sadness stuck in my mind.
but a day shot me down with the letter
"you should go away now" it did say
and my dearest river said it's for better
so i can glance at life in a different way.
i still remember that one our meeting
the last one, sun and sand, and it's July
the sound of current, i thought was flirting
when water touched the hand of mine.
it's time to say bye to the river
nothing ever replaces it's grace
i'm sad due to terrible fever
nothing comes to wipe tears on my face
YOU ARE READING
moonlight along the river road
Poetrythats my first poetry collection. i wrote it with my fragile heart and broken but still kind soul
