We Met in the Rain | Collab. with Cassa Bassa

we met in the rain
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When we were lonely, we met in the rain.
We only stood and stared at each other.
We shared comfort in misery and pain.
And in the raindrops, our tears found cover. . .

Our own silence was louder than the storm.
But we found heat in the palms of our hands.
You became the jacket to keep me warm.
Is this love? My anxiety expands.

But you only love me when you’re lonely.
You only call me when you are in pain.
You no longer call me like you know me.
I guess this is how it feels to “betray.”

Friend, there’s times and seasons for everything.
For both being away and to embrace.
The monsoon season gave no covering.
When it subsided we both felt out of place.

But every time I met your tear filled gaze.
My reflection was nowhere in hiding.
My heart sank deep into a hopeless place.
I prayed for our friendship never ending.

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Pain is the Flower | Short Poem No. 123

pain is the flower
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Pain is the flower that blooms from the crack in the concrete.
Pain is what enables us to feel. . .
To find beauty in life.

I haven’t flown the heights of joy
before diving the depths of hurt:
Overwhelmed and lost.

But pain won’t last forever.
Beauty will search for any crack it can find
and bloom something wonderful.

I Scribble My Last Letter

Chapter 2020. Honestly Self-Aware.

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