The Calamity That Won't Leave By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Ruckus, troubles, disasters and eyeliner
Things I can't live without are those four
I give life to the wrong and set right to fire
Love; thing I don't know but I desire
Who could ever love a typhoon named me?
When all green meadows they could see
You can't give what you don't have, they say
Love; don't think I ever had it come my way
You were the green meadow one longs to have
Serendipitous and debonair, one dreams to love
Even green meadows journey past a calamity
But I beg to stay, oh this troublesome calamity.
You have never loved a calamity, you said.
Never knew a calamity so lovely, you said.
I'm the rainshower you could not let go,
Because the rainbow will be the colors of sorrow.
I'm a calamity and I loved a green meadow.
With the calamity he can make flowers grow
The flowers he planted in the eye of my storm
Warmed my heart, destroying my disastrous norm.
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