Robert Velves Poet Rhyme

August 21, 10:35

It was 10:35, August 21
I woke up, and through the window
The rain gone, there's only the sun
I love the rain, I've been loving sorrow, 
Perhaps, I'm done for things undone, 
And there's nothing really to do
But face my own new year through. 

The street was long, endless really
My sweat drew maps on my shirt
The street was long, leading nowhere simply, 
All in all, below the asphalt is earth
Despite the wails of motorcycles and cars
Sooner now, I'll be back to the stars. 

For now the flowers still smile a smile, 
But the food have become tasteless
All that remains of what Time defiled
Sooner too, they'll wilt, in baselessness
Continuing anyway for one more mile
As there's nothing to do, more or less. 

The sea wind welcomes me
Like a woman's hand on my hair. 
Years drift to the limited continuity
I laughed because I could not despair. 
With a pudding in my hand, no sorry
For the sunset falling over me. 


Aug. 21, 2026

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