#notachance
Rainclouds form,
in a grey skied mind,
pouring down,
is so unkind,
crystal ball tears,
& lightning fears,
emotionally you're mind reading,
indigo ink is quickly bleeding,
your touch you know I'm needing,
a premonition was imprinted,
on your darkened heart,
& doomed us right,
from the start,
I crash to the ground
in a deafening sound,
thunderstruck,
endings ****
& so does luck,
I'm ripped apart at the seams,
shattering my broken dreams,
of ever finding the way,
to your sea,
& ever hoping my heart,
will finally be free.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 10:20 AM UTC
The sun doth send it’s rays twixt the buildings
along with the sky and it’s hue is reflect’d
in the mirrors across the little street
in a little town filled with little people
and I sit in a little chair at a little cafe
when the thought which the sun’s rays hath lit
*We’re all full of **** *
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC