Five Part Poem
by Adra Kandil
Pt. i
Collecting raindrops from the sky
I count your words as they pass me by
They string me along
And weaken my bones
And with each letter
I feel more alone
A hurricane is brewing inside your mouth
I could hear the ocean echoing on your tongue
I try to run
But it gets so loud
Sometimes I wither where the wind blows
With every uttering
I fade violently
You were a crashing wave
Flooding the room
And at that moment
I begin to crack
Little pieces of me
Fall on the cold concrete
It all turns black
Pt. ii
Silence
A stroke of calm
The stillness ends the storm
you’re gone
Pt. iii
You wanted lilac
I was a shade too dark
when we blended,
they didn’t understand our art
Little did you know
Your were the first
You were the spring
That sprouted the flowers from my ribs
but now I must learn to grow them on my own
Pt. iv
today, three hundred and seventy two raindrops fell
and I’m still waiting for that storm again
Pt. v
now I know why they name hurricanes after people
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