XxConfusedTimes2xX Posted January 4, 2012 Share Posted January 4, 2012 With thick strokes of ink The sky fills with rain Over the echo of the water, I hear a voice saying my name No one in the city moves under the Quick sightless rain The pages of my notebook soak, Then curl, I've written " opened there mouths for hours To drink the rain." The sky is a bowl of dark water, Rinsing your face. The window trembles, Liquid glass could shatter into rain. I'm a dark bowl waiting to be filled. If I open my mouth now, I could drown in the rain. I hurry home as if there was someone waiting For me. The night collapses into your skin, I am the rain. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Dark Light * Posted January 4, 2012 Share Posted January 4, 2012 hey, that's very good MaKayla! good job *pats you on the back* Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
XxConfusedTimes2xX Posted January 4, 2012 Author Share Posted January 4, 2012 Ikr I'm a beast when it comes to poetry eh? Lmao not I suck. Ha. But thanks Keith. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Dark Light * Posted January 4, 2012 Share Posted January 4, 2012 i don't think you suck at poetry. I anyone sucks it's me...................... i'm hopeless when it comes to poetry Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zanderbell6661 Posted November 3, 2014 Share Posted November 3, 2014 i love them!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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