Under a tree,
Await rain to stop.
I
See a flower
Defy rain,
Struck by drops,
Liable to die.
When I hesitate,
She falls, beheaded,
So beautifully, in
So ominous rain.
Even while falling,
She never yields.
Now, leaves fall
Above my head.
I regret.
Should’ve helped.
Here remains only
This wet, cowardly flesh.
I
See this bud
Defy rain
Even when dead.
Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 7:46 AM UTC
Under a tree,
Await rain to stop.
I
See a flower
Defy rain,
Struck by drops,
Liable to die.
When I hesitate,
She falls, beheaded,
So beautifully, in
So ominous rain.
Even while falling,
She never yields.
Now, leaves fall
Above my head.
I regret.
Should’ve helped.
Here remains only
This wet, cowardly flesh.
I
See this bud
Defy rain
Even when dead.
