Hearing the whispers
and hisses of a dreadful day
Without a word to say
Only the voices of winds howling
"look how they sway, sway"...
Puddles It ruddles it will stay...
Never will it go away...
Rain is coming...
But thunder is sounding the house it is rumbling and pounding
The dark skies runway in black and grey
SHHHH.....
"They are aiming my way".....
No need to wait, for It won't delay
We are in June, no longer in May...
Windows taps and claps...
Sounds of water spats. as it feels like it pats...
On my shoulders smoothing my joints so fast...
This sanctuary, how long will it last?
Seeing it's rage and sadness
Solely makes me think of you
Its crazy outside in madness
Watching it fall all the way through...
I lay down...
As I hear it sing in my hometown...
🎼🎵🎶🎵🎶🎼
The ground it will drown!!! Drown!!!!
Nothing personal give a "smirk not a frown"
I hear you Roar!!!
I hear you Sore!!!
Now I want to hear you even more...
"Tonight is a perfect, a perfect" Come and strike my door....
................................
So I turn on the Radio
To hear sweet melody...
In vibes relaxing temples mellow..
That speaks in blissful effects to me
I rest on my feathered warm pillow
As mother nature flows itself to swallow
Strange?
I turn to every station
"Yet", there's not a change...
It's simply mute!!! It's all rejection!!!
To know this reaction
Afflicts in suffering, how I need action!!!
"I need the old distraction!!!"
That only you could give in a dose fraction
Of love of thy words that spread with caution...
Your energy in a humble box
That made me smile lots...
Ties my throat in knots...
Suddenly...
A song in the Radio mysteriously goes off
🎼🎵🎶🎵🎶🎼
It will rain, ... rain...
"Can you feel the pain!!!"
Is it always the same...
×2 "Who, ... who... will you blame?"
I wait for you to come...
I wait for you like I do for the sun...
But you don't and the rain pours on
In your eyes it's never gone!!!
And the rain pours on and on...
POETRY AND LYRICS
WRITTEN AND COMPOSED BY NANCYPOEMS
NANCY RDZ
June 22, 2020
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Author:
Nancy Rdz LL (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 25th, 2021 01:16
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is hard to explain, it was written for someone long ago that I really liked and met him at a podcast app. His name was oak town radio. So I wanted to write a very special poem and decided to call it radio expressing in like two ways in the poem. Depends how you feel the poem as you read it. But each line I'd have to explain what I mean to say. I write this on a day it rained and hearing the rain is when I decided to write this twisting poem. I wish I recorded its natural rain and thunder sounds but I regret it that I didn't. I got inspired strongly and it didn't take long to write as I wrote it all in paper. There's also a few lyrics I wrote too. I'll hint y'all on poem that when I say radio or I turn on the radio I'm really referring to him, he is the radio I'd turn on.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments4
That was fun and quite complex. I'm glad i read your notes beforehand.
I know only too well the frustrations of forming relationships of any meaning over the web. I was a frequenter of chat rooms for chat but romances would come through occasionally.
Thank you dish arising,
Yes relationships are hard and challenging. I love podcasting and talking about relationships and giving people advises to help them out.
Thanks for liking, appreciate it 🙂
Good write Nancy.
Thank you orchidee,
Thanks for liking 🙂
Disturbingly precious. Good writing.
Thank you Jerry, I very much appreciate it thanks for liking🙂
Another good one, Nancy! Keep going!!!
Thank you Fred I appreciate it 🙂
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