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Down the Drain
Drenched , without a drain
Calm , come calmness
Welcome the mid year rain.
Late bloomer, hear my plea
As late as the sunshine
When clouds are blocking it.
Soaked , without a drain
Here , my heart , questioned
Left insane.
Part , part of it is healed
The other - real
Real damaged , shaped by fear.
Listen , when resilience has
The vowels of silence
And its consonants are the same.
Heed, not hid
Resilience goes with the flow
With the paper boat heading the drain.
No one can see
As it rushes down the holes
Where no one can hear the paper boat
As it tears, kinda melts, slowly.
Now smashed, flooded , underground
Drowned , undercity
Paper boat , gradeshool sheet
Of lines of blues and reds.
Written are colored letters of resilience
And young heart's wishes.
© Versifiable
paintint by Mike Barr
Calm , come calmness
Welcome the mid year rain.
Late bloomer, hear my plea
As late as the sunshine
When clouds are blocking it.
Soaked , without a drain
Here , my heart , questioned
Left insane.
Part , part of it is healed
The other - real
Real damaged , shaped by fear.
Listen , when resilience has
The vowels of silence
And its consonants are the same.
Heed, not hid
Resilience goes with the flow
With the paper boat heading the drain.
No one can see
As it rushes down the holes
Where no one can hear the paper boat
As it tears, kinda melts, slowly.
Now smashed, flooded , underground
Drowned , undercity
Paper boat , gradeshool sheet
Of lines of blues and reds.
Written are colored letters of resilience
And young heart's wishes.
© Versifiable
paintint by Mike Barr
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