"Original Modern Poetry" Listening to the Rain

Sitting in the vast night

Listening to the sound of raindrops

The melodious music

The haze in the sky of the soul< /p>

Fading away little by little

Just this morning

The sea of ????mind set off a confusing tide

Layers of mist

< p> Thick twists and turns permeate the air

I am just a pawn on your chessboard

You use too many temptations

Sow the gaps in my heart< /p>

The breath I exhale

has long been filled with the smell of sourness and copper

I have been enslaved by you into a turbid current

Clinging to your wings Down

Distributing poison and plague

In the vast night

The graceful singing of raindrops

Like flowing spring water

Sewing the cracked lips of the earth

Moisturizing them with little stitches

Leaving you, leaving you, leaving you

A clanging voice

My ears are clean

Sitting in the vast night

Listening to the raindrops and the music