My soul’s awakened by the rain, Whose songs crescendo through. <I needed this; I needed change…> Her last drops leave me new.
TheFragranceWriter, 2023
Tag: poetry
Black
A black aroma fills my nose,
Josyift, 2023
White flowers glisten through.
Even in the darkness, everyone knows
This sweet enchantment’s you.
The Wild Rose
She bent down to breathe in a rose,
Josyift 2023
But leaves got in her way.
The dirt soon, too, soiled her nose –
Still wet from break of day.
(How wild and okay!)
If, Then
I’m just a student of the pen
Josyift, 2023
And learning how to feel.
But I just heard that A.I.’s in;
it’s too late to be real!
Salvation
I used to love you more than life itself,
Josyift, 2023
A time so long ago that I forgot.
Today I’m just a miserable self.
But then again, I haven’t yet forgot.
I am not like the other people here,
But solitude has been my greatest gift.
I journeyed by myself and found you near;
You gave this lonely hitchhiker a lift.
I used to always rush to what is new,
But there’s been nothing new since I found you.
Found in you, through you, I was made anew.
And I’ve been made anew again, tonight.
Do you still love me more than life itself?
Do you still love me, Joe, the miserable self?
the Fragrance Writer 