In monsoon period
the gray clouds release a lot
flooding the riverbeds.

Love is easy to draw
Hard to show.

I contemplate
the wonder of why people
only remember us
when they are in need
only to realize
we only need an umbrella
when it rains

nursed by the child like plow
the bitter sower to shower
eavery word to be chard

the love i have for you  
will never turn to hate
but it sure will dissipate
over time i longed for you
and i waited
i prayed i dreamt
and i loved never hated
there’s nothing i haven’t done
but this is me
this is my time to finally leave
it’s time i move on
it’s time i wish well
to the very best
i never had
but from a far
even though i know
somewhere in the back of my mind
you’ll always be there
                                         -s.a

as my lover swims
in the blue waters
under the golden Sun
the birds sing a song of love.
she stands alone
perfectly
in a sea of pearls.
the Sun rays shine upon on her milky skin.
Neptune's kingdom was built for her