The smell of rain has filled my essence.
For I, the calm and thoughtless by it's presence.
Pour down from the heaven.
Trickle down from the leaves of haven.
It chills, it excites me so.
Relax with a cup of tea too.
Fluttering eyes as the rain sings,
Into a quick slumber she brings.
She cries at the earth's land, water and air.
Not even heaven is excused from her tears of flair.
We fell, we fall,
And everyone, doesn't they all?
Into the rain she weeps, she swore.
A man will consult her with bright colors he wore.
He'll be truthful, he swear.
In bright colors they'll both wear.
Beauty is something that came from pain,
Like happiness from sadness is gain.
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Sweet Poems for Me and You...
PoetryThese are my compilations of poems I have made about what I'm feeling in past days... May it be long or short, Will you be my escort? Through a series of love and desires? A dream that will never tire. A special set of poems for you my readers!
