Its raining today. My poems dont make sense

Heart hears the pain thats due shall ache.

We're shady and ready to die

In the beautiful ways that life will allow.

Woe to my brain who has been starstuck by you.

Your powerful and endless beauty;

A sight that brings me-we-us to -our- knees.

I am blown away by such a creation

Tch. And we call this 'earth'.



A Second poem:

And when the stars align

My fury will rain

Upon joy and laughter

And the hearts of those before me

For i am not angry

I am silent


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