I keep a tight grip
On the words without sounds
For my imagination is bright
And knows no bounds
Now if I lessen
This grip I keep
A little mind thief
Will steal my sleep
Until next time - ☔
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When Rain Falls
Poetry"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...
