An insult is thrown
But passes unknown
It was soft and quiet
No fight behind it
And the one who spoke
Knew his words had broke
Amongst his peers
On their closed ears
But he didn't mind much
So his words stayed as such
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poesía"When rains fall And shadows crawl That's the time I hear my call A random word Is all I heard Now I write With emotions stirred" That poem essentially describes how I write the poems in this book. All of the poems are mine. Also the poems get bet...
