The beautiful sky, clouds up
And darkens
Like the heavenly
Curtains have been drawn
On the earth,
And the sun disappears
Behind them
Loud and fearsome
Presence made known by
The crack of lightning
And his distant brother
Beckoning in ear
Piercing claps that cause children
To retrieve under their covers
If I didn't know better,
I would have assumed
The sky
And it's elements
Were at war with each other
Quick!, get the torch
For it seems the heavenly tears,
Have caused the power to cease and Now, I'm left with
Yet another modern
Glass eye to 🔦 illuminate My abode
The smell of rain,
One that cannot be matched by any Other fragile and crisp
Like mountain air
Enveloped in childhood
Memories come flashing by
And at once, I picture Myself...
Dancing in the rain
As the coolness serenades me,
I close my eyes to
Relish the moment as the soothing Slaps of the rain awakens
me aggressively,
Back to reality
At long last, the
Serenity and peacefulness
That comes
After the down pour
Accompanied by the rhythmic
Cascading drops off the roof gutters
You could easily
Hear a pin drop, at this moment
And it seems, as if
The birds of the air
And the rats on the
Streets 🐾 , have retired for the day
And likewise, I'm paced to bed,😴 Stealthily in step :)
Author's Note✍
Hello fellow wattpaders, readers, followers🙋🏽♀️...
It's your girl back at it again. Sorry it took so long to update,
procrastination and school work are the main culprits🤕 but thankfully I have reading week now so I'm (FREEEEE) lol for a week at least.
I hope to update every week or at the latest every 2 weeks so the wait for a new content won't have to be so long.
For those who comment, read, follow, add to library I see you all and you continue to be the real mvps for following my writing journey this far💕.
One day I hope you get to hold Half past 00:00 physically and it brings you peace and smiles that lighten your face on the darkest days for that's my only wish.
For those who don't know the reason behind the title of my book, at midnight when everyone is fast asleep
and it's super quiet, that's when my mind comes alive and bubbles with so many things that need to be tucked in
safely on any blank surface willing to be inked upon.🕯📝
Ps: image used was retrieved from pinterest and I couldn't find the original owner to tag :(
Stay safe until next time,
Blackbird.
YOU ARE READING
Half Past 00:00
Poetry⏰It's 00:00 the night is fast asleep and anyone who dares speak is silenced but my mind refuses to be silenced, Dear little Blackbird speak less, ink more she tells me. Endless lines of my feelings flood my pages uninterrupted, it feels good...
