I never told you this before
My dearest, closest Hp friends
But I love the things you say
I can feel your words within

Unraveling out of darkness
A million brilliant lights
Imagine all the poetic eyes
On the screens of some device

Connected in a web of riddle
Laced with rhyme
A maze of broken love set free
On different waves and lines

Storms and calm waters
On one big poetic sea
Seriously my friends
Without you
Where would we be?

.
It
is
true,
you are
totally right.
I'm as dry as
a desert, I'm a dead
empty land. I used to be
a  jungle  when  the  clouds
where by my side, and now that
they are gone, my trees, my dreams
they dried and died. Because of this,
nothing grows inside of me, there is
only silence and despair. I can't feel
what  I  write,  I  barely  feel alive
I want to feel human again
Oh god, I really miss
the rain