poetry by The ArcAngel
@michaeldavid365965
1 year ago

Raining Oak



It's crazy how I know everyone but no one knows me
They go by like the turning head of a standing fan
My hello and their hello meets in the middle and my soft and tender hello comes back to me defeated
Leaving me bittered like the after taste of a Grapefruit which still sting long after, upon each remembrance

So I return and sit back at the base of my mind
Like an oak tree
It's roots run deep
It keeps every record never to be forgotten
Watching history repeat itself over again
Like those single tear drop that dry back to the sky and pours with the showers of rain
I seat here under these oak
I sit there just letting it soak
For I don't want them to see me cry




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Written By:
The ArcAngel