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Kitt Dec 2019
The rain came down,
and it keeps coming down,
so nourishing to the parched earth
yet so gloomy and low. It fits the mood.
An event that must happen, for the world to survive
But that, in the moment, only feels like a dreary moodsetter on a blustery day.
It isn’t too dark out. Despite the rain coming down in torrents, it’s still bright.
As I drive along the highway I see that rays of
sunshine are poking out from behind the clouds, and I think that,
somewhere along the distance, from the right vantage, where the brilliant sun rays
hit the storm droplets at just the right angle, there might be a rainbow
somewhere.
Just too far gone down the road for me to see it.
Ruth Nadler-Nir Jul 2019
Inhale. Exhale
Taste the blue
And wrap yourself
In the possibility
Of gold
Nikos Bogart Mar 2014
And they told me.. "Boy, you're no good."
"Which one of them?"
"All of them.."
"And you believed them."
"Yes"
"So what did you do? After they told you i mean."
"I shared my sorrow with this place for quite a few years."

"Close your eyes for just a moment. I promise, this won't hurt you."
"Alright."
"Which was your favourite place? Before it all started going downhill?"
"I.. I never really had one."
"Hmm. That's not true. You did."
"Enlighten me then."
"A beach. It was really sandy, and the sun seemed to take days to go down. It felt soothing, right? I find it hard to believe you forgot all about it. Are you afraid?"
"Of what?"
"To admit it. How much you loved this place. Would something bad happen if you tried recalling it?"
"No."
"Then what's seems to be the problem?"
"It would be useless"
"I don't seem to understand"
"Nobody believes i deserve something as beautiful."

"Haha. And what do you believe."
"I believe they were all right"
"Is that so?"
"Yes"
"Let's go for a walk"
''I.. I can't!"
"May i at least ask why?"
''I just can't! I'm afraid!"
"Of what? If i return. If i try, i will die!"
"I've seen the future. I know what happens. Remember?" He got up from his chair and opened the door. Immediately the sound of waves and seagulls flowded the quiet room. There was a fresh smell of salt all around.

"How about we go for that walk?"
"This won't end well."
"Right.. Because they told you so. You're good for nothing.. Get on your feet. Now!"
"Okay.." They both crossed the door and his feet immidiatelly got sinked into the hot sand. The sunslight was blinding. His heart was racing, his feet were trembling. "We really shouldn't be.."
"Shut up. Would you kindly? Tell me. How come such a beautiful beach is empty? Theres no one around."
"People are *******"
"All of them?"
"Well, most of them."
"Hmm.. Is that so?" Suddenly some figures started appearing in the distance, walking towards them.
"What, what are you doing?"
"Let's put what you just said to a test. Shall we?"
"No, you don't understand. I can't. I don't want them!''

"I'm sorry." He looked at the watch on his rist. "It seems it's my time to go. He smiled kindy as he headed back, towards the door to which they both came from."
"And what about me! Huh? What about me?"
He offered him a formal smile one last time. "I Sentence you.. -He made a small pause- to life.." And he closed the door behind him.

The figures which previously appeared in the distance, where now almost next to him. Most of them smilling, others just looking curious. One of them took a few steps towards him. She was the prettiest of them all, with her dark hair and her white dress. Walking barefoot in the sand. She offered him her delicate hand. ''Hi. I'm Zoey." She smiled.
Even i can't really give it's meaning to you. I just wrote it about a year ago after a depressive episode. It ended. Bad times always end.

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