Until We Meet Again


A wonderful poem shared.

Philo- Words

sitting in dead silence
I am swallowing patience
Like the last puff of joint
that we smoked together
I have gotten
high on sorrow!

Until we meet again,

the mother earth is holy
beholding you underneath
I am jealous, I envy it
I yearn for you

Will you meet me in the rain
be the storm and soothe me
I will decorate the desolate shores
they imprint our morning walks!

Should I not worship nature?
the greenery, the wilderness
your beloved freedom
I swear!!
is sacred to me

You left, faded spring
Autumn haunts now!
What summer, what winter?
there is no color in the world

until we meet again
oh you!! dearly beloved

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