It will rain and it will rain ♥

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The air simmers, blisters. Induced hallucinations.

The cracked open mouth of wounded earth,

Seeped with blood red and covered with rust.

Centuries and eons of memories clouded by dust.

 

The fragile lines were breached once long ago,

The tempest had once rushed into my shore.

It’s been long and time has swept away the resort

The floods and waves of tide haunted me to drown.

 

Then the sea is just a embittered memory,

And it was a heap of sand I’d leapt into. Not death.

See, the passion had been sung well to drone.

To arise and laugh back, when mirages mock.

 

It’s been long I’ve lived scared to scraps and bolts.

It, the post traumatic stress disorder in me craving blood.

But I’m ready to go all out again, for surfing in the sea of love.

And she has to come out too, the madwoman locked in my head…

 

The fighter in me. The rebel. The poet. The lover.

The unchained philosopher, her storm unleashed.

Night has finally settled bets with daylight

There right there, fate’s let my midnight sun dawn.

 

Now again the tempest blows ashore, from the east.

The distant roars of the hungry cranky clouds resound

After flashes of desire reflecting his heart and mine.

After a long time I know, it will rain and it will rain.

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IN LAMENTATION: SONG OF THE DAWN

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The moon spends her last moments for the day,
Watching, mournfully, her forbidden lover, the sun
Heartbroken at their most lamented, transient union,
Even the winds of heaven moan…
Beauty lies bare, tears refuse to quell, stay clinging to eyes which empathize…
The only solace which is lost upon their grief.
For eons they have travelled an eternity, distraught, barred from love,
Yet facing each other every day for a little while…
But who’s got a say in this unfair judgment…
It’s written, forsaken is their fate to create our dawn…