"fradulant" poems
It's been 8 days since this healing has begun
Since your fradulant presence has not stung.
And slowly my body drifts
Towards the so called healing sun, ..
But why does it burn ? It won't let me turn
Turn away towards my once so familiar cloud.
Time takes me towards the smiling sun, yet I grasp the matterless clouds
There's no going back now , your eyes are not in my memories now.
I'd rather be in the rain , if it meant
I would remember your name.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 1:53 AM UTC