Let it howl

Poetry lightening bolt against purple black skies

Purple black bruised skies
I see you throbbing
‘For who?
‘From what?
Bring up the storm
Whip up the wind
Let it howl
Let it rain
Let me catch the broken pieces
I hold no shade
no umbrella over me
come pour
I will catch
the littlest drops of you
with the whole of me
Don’t worry about the cold
You and me
can strike up
a firebolt

Published by Rafia Bilkis

Someone just like you— living the living. My heart a portal of Words.

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