Wishing for the sun
As I rest on a broken bridge's end,
while a sea of my tears plays in the storm,
I call to the sky for a dearest friend
who'll soon embrace me with a kiss so warm
for I am the rain between the earth and sky,
who connects the hearts of separate spheres.
My heart calls out to my sun as I cry,
for soon we'll mingle in eternal year
but why o why does he hide in the clouds?
I bring the rain down, yet still he wont come.
Why o why does he hide in highest shrouds?
How long must I cry? This I cannot fathom!
Until I can feel my love's warmth sublime,
I'll reject the whole world until that time.
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Poems by me lol
PoetryA few years ago I had to write some poems and short stories for a creative writing class so I'm just going to put them here too. I apologize in advance for how bad they are.
