For me, it’s never bad
weather when it’s raining.
I believe that’s just a lie
that’s training your mind to think
of nature as your sworn enemy.
Wetness from the rain is cleansing.
When I’m showered in it,
all I hear is melodies that softly
cover my ears from distractions
and drama that caused many tears.
Don’t let yourself be defined by
your trauma or past years.
Have you forgotten,
you’ve already taken out the trash?
You know what you’ve overcome,
why are you trying to go back?
Protect yourself with nature’s
love when you’re under attack
and listen to the soundtracks
that ship you to the moon.
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Comments (8)
Whoa this was ..IS spectacular…those last lines and the msg ! Awesome work! 👏👏
Protect yourself with nature’s love when you’re under attack and listen to the soundtracks that ship you to the moon. 😮 That was next level type of stuff. Wow!
Introspective thoughts that I align with--except when it comes to Britain! Their rain is NO fun 😂
I have already taken out the trash, a bit still keeps coming, but tis handled, I love the 'soundtracks shipping me to the moon'. So POETIC. Lovely poem.
very well don bro!
Very empowering! Well done RP!
Omggg, I've already taken out the trash. That blew my mind! This poem was so powerful!
Truly inspirational, Poetic