March Madness.

death is in the air

rain drenched with hurt

i see my hands and they look different

used, worthless in a way

grace resides on the outskirts

smoke filled 

heart sunk beneath the dirt of existing

april seems too far away

disaster looming, 

love is my impending doom

always

I never could smell the rain.

Author's Note

not trying to impress anyone here, so disregard grammatical errors.

Reviews

[Sourav]

Good words and good lines... it's dark and very interesting write!

[The Great Nothing]

Inspirational! I like how subtle it is but still with an edgy kick to the face. If that makes sense?

[Sweet & Tender Hooligan]

A richly dark and interesting piece. The wording and the imagery is thought provoking especially in the second stanza.

[Fabric Pulse]

"Heart beneath the dirt of existing.." Makes the light in the poem flicker off and on, spooked. "April seems too far away.." Chilling threat. Wait lingers.

[Jason Shadows]

Some Feelings Present Its Self Here From Within The Dark.
It Hides So Emotions From Afar But Instead They Leech On The Soul.
Hinder There Progress And Find Another Way To Love.
This Is A Hole State Of Power Of Another Thought In Mind.

I Like This One. Very Dark And Clear In Its Image.

[Seshat Nidaba]

That time before spring is kinda errie though! So true, u'll smell the rain alright. Why is love your impending doom? Because you lose yourself?

[Fabian Franco]

Wow this is impressive. I gotta start writing again. It's been way to long!

Thank you for the motivation! Great poem.

[Robin]

"heart sunk beneath the dirt of existing " powerful emotion in that line .

dark poetic writing.