Black Clouds Better: A Satrical Poetry
BLACK CLOUDS BETTER
gusts of wind began to move
say hello between faces
bring cold and cool
occasionally piercing a weak body.
roar appeared above the sky
Flying birds occasionally step aside from confusion
our eyes are fixated waiting for time
want to step he and me just alone.
while they are equally transfixed in silence
because I don't believe and be suspicious.
Black clouds are the cause of time that feels frozen
without meeting and warmth
without feeling compelled to sit together
because interests are no longer the same.
Black clouds give us distance to think for a moment
about what will happen tomorrow
about what will be made later
whereas we both no longer follow the same path
with all creating different kinds of reasons
we will make the sky crossed
after the black clouds gave storm and rain
without again you need to thank me
because you only come to enjoy for yourself.
about the colored sky.
as you like it.
© 2020 Halley Kawistoro
