Clouds of discord
Running away from shore.
The rain just poured.
It was us-I could’ve sworn.
Shapeless shadows walking the night,
Tossing and turning into hopeless dreams.
Woken by a light.
Is this where she redeems?
Sunday’s citizens walking the street,
Gradually done with being discreet,
No one knows her whole,
Tainted talk.
Liquid courage is not a friend,
Falling as they mock.
Just let the waves bend,
Tears of regret, cries of delight,
Head on the floor.
Everything I wanted in plain sight.
Clouds of discord,
Pieces of broken,
Mirrored glass in the dust,
Sweetness is spoken.
Doesn’t feel like lust.
-Arden H, “Waves Of Emotion”