it rained last night..

it is cold here
everything is cold like knife
somewhere lingers a veil of silence
so heavy to lift aside
so heavy it can crush you
still trudging along
a deserted road, murmuring some words
about love and war
still trudging along a lonely alley
wondering why it rained last night...

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I would be interested in your inspiration into this poem, love the mystery. well done

[Meadow Rayne]

very interesting poem. great job!