Downpour

All you ever left me was an umbrella.

A colorful one, black stained.

It was not even yours to give.

There was no giving, nor taking,

you simply let me leave with it.

You did not want it back.

Now I can't stand looking at it.

Can you believe  I won't open it again?

Yes, I won't! 'Cause there's no happiness in its colors..

There's no laughing to be spread.

Just me and it, staring at eachother,

getting wet by the rain of my tears.

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late to the flight

You took my hand unpretentiously.

I responded to your command.

You kept me on the ground,

as I have a soaring heart.

Like a balloon,

I thought I was flexible.

Up and downs woudn't wilt me.

Always ascending, but the string.

I took a great flight, overly spaced.

Everything was at risk.

Disregarded, you set me loose,

never to meet again.

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kowtow

How seduced is the sailor,

by the long haired pale woman of the seas.

By hand and heart,

they bow at her feet.

"There's no turning back,

once you came aboard my reign".

"There's no looking back,

once you grabbed my hand at fleet".

Salty skin and careless apearences,

sitting upon the rim.

Admiring the blue vast sea,

convaleced head and stricted pleas.

Whispers at night,

waves that sing.

Glimpsing at the skies,

all abord the last ship.

How come whirlpooling thoughts,

sustained by misbelief,

could come at front

of my sailoring kin.

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tiptoeing

At least I warmed your feet.

At least you've sipped my tea.

At least you were sincere.

At least you've made yourself clear.

"Lacking self-love", he cried.

Accepting crumbs.

Only to feel belonging,

only to be alive.

I've stabbilished statutes,

for future relationships.

I won't allow podiums.

I won't be a runner up.

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