AJ ( / )


I hear the falling rain
and I fell as if the night
it flooding me
with all sorrows of unknown people,
I open the window
to see someone,
and the murmur of raindrops
on the roofs
it seems leftover minutes
of some lives,
a twinkle it rattles the clouds,
I reach out to see my shadow
jumping to the path's quagmire
and it get lost
with all the absences
in the water slip up.

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Comments (1)

A nice poetic imagination, Jones. Thank you very much,