The Flood
How little the clouds think when they glow white
forming shapes tossing about
when filled with moisture oh how grey they will be
until they shed themselves of this heaviness
like a heart in love skips a beat
but when broken you can literally drown you see
Then those tears oh how they flow
how is it possible to love someone so
and they think of you as the lowest of low
others say they have loved many and the feeling soon goes
I want to ask them;
are you sure you were truly in love
because I would have no time in my life
to do this over and over again
It is there trapped inside of me
no matter what they do or how little they show
I still love them with everything I am and know
oh sure I have loved and do love
they come and they go
but I find it impossible for someone to move on
if they have been in love with their true soul
it is different and as those heavy grey clouds
fills so full and sometimes it has to just explode
shedding tears of what it has found
oceans, lakes, streams, and creeks were formed
all because a cloud was filled with all that is moist
My heart is full of love and when they need me I come forth
but all through the day it is that one I think of
if only they could see this or that joy
how I wish they were here for more than myself
I would love to give them all of this love
until then I am a heavy cloud waiting to explode
knowing they will never come
but even though they let me go
it is them I love
my five senses I wait to share in joy
to grow old loving life in their arms
instead of always patching up this arc in my flood
Bear with me, I am having a life change and caught up in it. Thank you to whomever helped get my other poem featured. I was very excited to see my name. lol The poem was an emotional one however. lol The truth but very emotional, as you see I am emotional on everything. lol So thanks, and please don't be too hard on me. :D
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