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After Rainy Day
Veil of words lay loosened
along the brew of breezy leaves,
As brilliant beams gleam
beneath
those seeming greens.
So, what is left to say
of these eyes?
All the tears we cried
dry in brittle wounds,
Bathing beauty in smiling-bright,
of shadowless
blooms.
And on broken roads,
between cracks grow flowers,
laughter... and
Something like mercy
shines
beneath these
clouds.
along the brew of breezy leaves,
As brilliant beams gleam
beneath
those seeming greens.
So, what is left to say
of these eyes?
All the tears we cried
dry in brittle wounds,
Bathing beauty in smiling-bright,
of shadowless
blooms.
And on broken roads,
between cracks grow flowers,
laughter... and
Something like mercy
shines
beneath these
clouds.
Published 12th Aug 2019
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12th Aug 2019 3:55am
So beautiful a write on the tranquility of nature conspiring beauty bring such a deposit on our lives it brings tears shame man destroys it
19th Aug 2019 6:44am
True it is. So many lessons to learn in it too. So many breaths to breathe its air. Though with increase in global temp, who knows what more could occur. Thanks for the comments Liam, glad you liked it.
Anonymous
12th Aug 2019 12:21pm
It's a feast for the senses, especially the tongue in trying to read it aloud.
19th Aug 2019 6:40am
12th Aug 2019 12:47pm
Law of Attraction! I was just thinking of you last week, hoping you'd return soon. Your poetry is topnotch, and we definitely need writers like you to keep DU at the top of the Poetry Chain regarding sites.
This is a beautiful acceptance of things as they are, and seeing the beauty in any situation. It's also seeing hope ( maybe for the first time in a while ) arise from painful circumstance. Hope is akin to the thin blue veil of oxygen surrounding our planet. We can't see it, but it sustains us nonetheless. And sometimes it reveals its presence through something tangible.
Glad to see you back. Beautiful poem.
This is a beautiful acceptance of things as they are, and seeing the beauty in any situation. It's also seeing hope ( maybe for the first time in a while ) arise from painful circumstance. Hope is akin to the thin blue veil of oxygen surrounding our planet. We can't see it, but it sustains us nonetheless. And sometimes it reveals its presence through something tangible.
Glad to see you back. Beautiful poem.
19th Aug 2019 6:38am
Thank you for that welcome back, Ahavati. There is definitely more than enough beauty and mercy and hope to be found within each of us, to be spread around.
