"fimilar" poems
A new girl
A better place
A new day
An old way
New comfort in an old chase.
New but fimilar, an old soul
But a new face
New but I feel at home.
New but for once
What I really want.
I want this, a brief kiss
At the end of the day
I'll be with you, o'r ill be alone
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
I've been a rain drop
Snow and sleet
I've seen mountain top
Washed city streets
I've danced on roofs
Made of tin
Speaking softly
Of where I've been
I've touched the face
Of a new born babe
I was a tear
Besides a grave
I've trickle down
Like liquid glass
On leaves of green
And blades of grass
With uncountable others
Just like me
We join together
To make the sea
We sing as one
A lonely song
Asking questions
Where's time gone
In rhymes we speak
Which don't make sense
We talk of now
In the past-tense
Of yesterdays
And things undone
Late last week
And days to come
We've seen it all
Or so we say
A rainbows end
And sky's of gray
My days are timeless
They'll never end
You'll know me as
Your fimilar friend
We'll meet again
On your window pane
Again I'll tap
As a drop of rain
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 10:46 PM UTC