I'm sitting in a dock
thinking how the world works
the skies are blue
the ocean looks blue
the wind smells blue
the sun won't come out and
the clouds are shaking with pouring rain
I'm sitting in a dock
listening to the ocean waves
with the sound of thunder
with the rain playing its part
how could this be when you are around
I could not hold the tears
I kept in years
I surrender and let the thunder strike
as I hurt my knee and could not stand
the skies are blue
the ocean looks blue
the wind smells blue
and before I forget, the name is sun
without a shine as it's last name
~eyhSmik
January 08, 2023
3:09 PM
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Wandering Soul
PoetryIt's an original collection of poetry and prose, written and published in chronological order by eyhSmik
