LET'S stop by, just take off the tired helmet, and
Put a weary suitcase, year and year in the age line,

Then we stand up at the height of the tower,
"That," I said, "a ***** cloud, will there's a mud rain,"
you shook your head and stared on the motor lock.

"Chevolution, chevolution," I heard

Like that word you hissed over and over again.

You reach for the handlebars of the motorbike,
slamming in the direction.

Which far refuse comfortable cage and shady wells.

I plucked a banyan branch, for a pointer to
read again, a Book that we can never finish ...

The air is lagging after you step on the gas,
Drove in the far direction, I knew it was perfume,

A man who leaves no trace, except
Spilled coffee on the tablecloth, and dried cauliflower.

Sitting under the cloudy night
She thought:
How did I get this far?
Thinking within her cloudy mind
She thought:
How further must I go?

The cars passed by
Buzzing beneath the street lights.
The bugs softly sung,
Singing their nightly lullaby.

All the while this young girl thinks
Under the starless sky,
Wishing the clouds to go by
So she could see and not dream
Of a farther light.

Foggy weather blues
Allergies cause me to sneeze
Dead leaves and damp grass

Countless of times,
You tend to ask,
"How much do you like me?",
I'm making sure this is the last.

"Count the stars, would you?",
And so you look up, not down,
"But it's so cloudy",
I say, "And I'm already out of town."

Its been a cloudy day for a few years,
the sun and the darkness alternating presences,
Some days its stormy like death,
Others is dull and expressionless.
Oh, but there are sunny days too!
Accompanied by light coverage clouds, the day still has some gloom.
I wish this cloud would go away, it brings so much rain and lightning
without notice
and leaves without a trace.
But soon the next cloud rumbles in,
and exhaustive cycle that never ends.

The stormy shore does blow
With all its wind and might
Then waves will crash
On rocks and splash
All throughout the night

***

Frothy waves tremble uneasily,
Seasick on the rolling tide
Shaken waters, choppy waves
Stormy seas on oceans wide

***

The troubled sea rolls in to shore
To bash along the rocky floor
And brushes quaint, the fishing boats
All of which no longer floats

***

The waves beneath my feet
My feet upon the pier
Day grows short, the end draws near
And dance along the rocky shore
For ever and forever more

***

Sea birds fly like kites
Soaring through the gusty winds
Sprayed by sea, they dance
In stormy revelry,
their wingéd fins of feathers
hoist them higher than the sails
Of ships, or spray of whales

I lie to myself all of the time and
To be honest, I am not quite sure why
Because occasionally they whisper
What I need to hear and wish to deny
But mostly, they spread doubt and fear as I
Start to question it all, life itself and
They fill me with just enough hope to keep
Me breathing, choking me with just one hand
While the other strokes my hair, endearing;
I feel overwhelmed in my perception,
Jaded by the truth as I'm burned by each
Question, sinking further in deception,
I tell myself it should be possible
Only to go and tarnish it fully
With every reason it will never
Happen, while my chance is fifty-fifty.