RAIN OF TEARS
The sun is now gone
I saw a formed clouds in tan
The door is not scan
Windows are visibly stun
Watching how the rain drop
It goes anywhere without hesitation
It has no definite destination
It reminds me so much of my decision
I watch the children play
Under the shed of my tears that says
We'll be drown, erase that face!
Let it heal through the phase
Thunders are my resentment
To have a lightning, feels a fulfilment
I can say fully my lament
It's the of the treatment
Rains meet the ground
I'm so proud
It falls because it knows
The hard thirsty land needs to be scold.
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Fruit of My Boredom
PoetryA poetry that will make you feel like you are riding in a roller coaster.
