Not when the afternoon is cloudy. Dark clouds hanging faded bright charm. Drag weather implies weather. Maybe it will rain soon. Or maybe like yesterday. Dark clouds hung in the sky as far as the eye could see, however, raindrops did not get rid of them. Every now and then the wind blows. Whether to take dark clouds to get more or happen to pass soon. Supposedly, the setting sun could appear at this time on the western horizon. However, the evening's tinge disappeared with a cloud.
Why don't you just rain? Maybe with the rain falling, there will be no more cloud cover to cover the space. Why don't you just rain? Rain can remove the fog that damages every joint. Why don't you just rain? And at least I was able to cover the dripping water.
In the last afternoon. Cloudy afternoons do not bother. It was so much cloudy but couldn't make the weather demanding. Very friendly than this cannot be dispelled.
Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain. A story that can clear so many clouds. Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain. Should be able to redirect them again. But, Cloud, Afternoon, and Rain. Have story. Has run out of meaning. Out of language. It has run out. Has run out of inspiration.
It must be in the same cloudy, Cloud, Afternoon, and rain, all can enjoy it. Pull the weather into colossal drama. Drag the weather that can be new inspiration. Unfortunately, the same cloud is very different now. Everything feels empty. Not the one who enjoys the colossal drama. It's not you who read. It is not us sitting at the end of the pier watching the siege of dark clouds covering the western horizon. What is now sitting languidly? Seeing everything is so hard. Has no meaning. Vacuum.
Time was too fast to push the newly arranged story from a collection of words. Poetry is organized through rhythm and poetry. Poetry should be a book that tells me about Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain. Just make one page and run out of words on a white sheet.
Ever closed myself off to everyone who came. Bowed slowly to everyone present. Once came a feeling that sometimes tickled their hearts because they were so afraid of falling on old memories. Ever discarding all the feelings of the heart that is so feared can drain the pieces of the heart. Pieces of old wounds. Lost everything. Everything about the heart buried so far.
Which then came. Creating incredible howls and storms that can make you forget. Forget having to sleep in a grave that was made by yourself. What came shouldn't disturb the world that had been built so quietly. Those who come should not make you feel alive again that was previously dead. Tried to leave, but still couldn't. Can not. It turned out to run away to leave the world immediately. In the direction where the one that came was standing.
Now, everything about Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain erodes the waves of time. Way to end without being able to control. It fell so hard when the waves came. Who should remain in the light world, cast back into the dark world? Be quiet and calm. And remain in the world that has come. The distance is very far. Not even to hear the desert can do it.
Live the story. For the umpteenth time, must learn to give up. Learn to let go. Learn that everything will remain a good memory even if it is not what you want.
Cloudy afternoon. Dark clouds hanging faded bright charm. Drag weather implies weather. Maybe it will rain soon. Or maybe like yesterday. Dark clouds hung in the room as far as the eye could see. But raindrops don't get rid of it. Every now and then the wind blows. Is conspiring with what. Whether to take dark clouds to get more or happen to pass soon. Supposedly, the setting sun could appear at this time on the western horizon. However, the evening's tinge disappeared with a cloud.
Tears of drops. Gotta save the taste. Endless flavors. Tears dripped, but not from pain. Dropping it out of awareness, the beauty of this taste is too graceful to be forgotten. Shedding tears is a way to release the burden. Removes what may not be achieved. Crying water is a requirement. How much love to come home or come.
Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain. A story that can clear so many clouds. Clouds, Afternoon, and Rain. Should be able to redirect again. But, Cloud, Afternoon, and Rain. Have story. Has run out of meaning. Out of language. It has run out. Has run out of inspiration.
But, Cloud, Afternoon, and Rain will still be in the history of weather struggle. The weather where the clouds are hanging on to the heart is undefined.
Cloudy afternoon. Dark clouds hanging bright shining charm. Drag weather implies weather. It turned out that the rain was not going to fall soon. Still the same as yesterday. Dark clouds hang in the room away from the beholder. Raindrops won't come. Back the wind was blowing. Is conspiring with what. Either the dark clouds will come back to get more or happen to be shedding soon. The sunset can make the night come again. However, the evening's tinge disappeared with a cloud.
