Who dares to push a grieving sky?
Do not ask when the rain will stop
Do not mess with storms
Swim in its sad music, a blue and elaborate symphony of pounding water
It's running through your hair (running through your head)
Listen to the forces up above
They say
"Bitter sweet sun, my love, never leave me"
YOU ARE READING
Poems by ME
PoetryA bunch of Poems that I wrote. I hope you like them NOTE-goes through a lot of edits EXTRA NOTE-I probably have made a spelling/grammatical mistake so please don't be afraid to tell me
