Az Si Poet Free verse

The Rain of June

Oh , to Love the summers
How can I Love the spring 
when it's the rain
pulling me
And now , June is midway
Asleep until noon , I'm dreaming 
Daylight 
Falling on my eyes
Between the Clouds 
The lines are always changing 
Thunderstorm , I heard
But rain came
Without my permission
There is a glow on my neck , 
which she loves 
Am I still dreaming 
quietly ,
Asked her in my dreams
I cannot save this world, 
but look how , it's trying, to save me

Archive June'25

While rain in my thoughts. Not the violent sort that breaks windows but the kind that arrives quietly. Yet another thought lingered in the background like a candle burning in a forgotten room, perhaps salvation was never meant to move in one direction. Perhaps while we spend our lives trying to save fragments of the world, the world is quietly saving fragments of us in return. That faint suspicion that something unseen sat beside your bed all night, making certain you remained.

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