I wanted to wait
by the side of the road
and imagine that the rain in the gutters
was a river to carry me home.
I knew better, in the end,
than to give in.
Still, I wished that I had,
and prayed to be forgiven.
Rain usually makes me either happy & carefree, or very thoughtful & pensive.
Or sleepy.
I don't entirely know what this is about. That tends to happen quite a bit.
I like writing poetry. Not all of it is going to be a historical epic or an ode to something. These are like little glimpses of the subway in my mind; my train of thought isn't always artsy or symbolic or deep or meaningful, but I like to think that art takes ordinary things and makes people see a sort of beauty in them. So, look around- I've been doing this for a while. Enjoy ♥
1 comment:
all the rain lately has made me really pensive and sleepy. and more melancholy than usual... lol i think it's linked to school starting this week. not really excited/really excited = complicated. at least the rain is sort of keeping me calm.
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