Throwback Thursday #1

Hello Friends,

A few of you have reached out to me lately, and I am always so touched that you think of me after all this time. I have lost some followers, which makes me sad, but I understand. I have not been consistent with writing my posts or reading yours. I apologize, but I get it.

Life has been chaotic, hectic, overwhelmingly stressful, and beautiful lately. School eats up a lot of my time, but there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Graduation is in December!

I have some new ideas for the blog, and I want to start introducing some new segments to revamp it. I can’t promise that I will always be consistent. It depends on my homework load, but I promise to make more efforts to stay in touch through this blog. I miss reading your blog posts, interacting, and writing, and we make time for important things, right? So I’m finding ways to squeeze more blogging time into my schedule.

Thanks for sticking it out with me!

I have recently been blessed with several new followers, so I thought I would start sharing some of my older poems weekly. What better day than Throwback Thursday?

I wrote this poem back in 2016. I was in a very dark place at the time, but I have found that my best poetry always comes when I am deep in my feelings.

This is one that I am proud of. I hope you enjoy it!

The Storm

You paint my sky in rainbows

yet you cannot feel my rain.

The truth is that I need you

like a needle needs a vein.

Your thoughts are with another

it’s alright, I understand.

I suppose it’s true what they say

ignorance and arrogance go hand in hand.

My sky has now turned gloomy

my clouds are gray and torn

the thunder starts its rolling

can you feel me now, this storm?

My sun has stopped its shining

cold replaces what once was warm

there’s lightning in my eyes

I have never felt so scorned.

Tell me, how does it feel,

sitting high up on your steeple?

I’m sweet, it’s true, but when I’m through

you’ll know why storms are named after people.

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