A collection of poems about youth, life, love, feelings, untold truths, secrets and much more. A collection of thoughts that might never become words if they arent written down
sometimes i love to envision my relationship with some people as me being the rain and them being the earth....
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I am the rain
when I decide to come, I arrive wholly, not hiding my appearance.
I land, soft, heavy, painfully, lightly on every ounce of earth I can find below my hemisphere.
I bring myself so low!
I get stepped on but I stay, still.
some are happy to see me, some full of complain. still! I remain
then the earth decides to cheat on me, the sun as the side chick...*tears*
oh! a moment so unconducive for me. for it burns my flesh and hurts my heart.
still. I never leave rapidly. slowly, slowly, slowly
i begin to evaporate, watching to see, if the earth would do me a favor, walk away from the sun and be the breeze to cool me, allowing a little of me, to become part of it.
and then I think to myself, "I would have loved to converge with you dear earth, fully; to replenish your resources,
