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There Is Another Sky
Torrential memories once found me
huddled in the shadowed
eaves of
recollected tragedies, cringing from
etched misfortunes, moments when
illicitly, I fell, into the
stormy precipitations of shattered illusions.
And yet, I freely sojourn into
nebulous skies, clambering eagerly
over hurdles of trepidation,
tempted by the beckoning
hues of today's rainbow; Perhaps to find an
enchanting environment where
regrets are superfluous, and there, nestled
safe in the arms of tomorrow's sunshine,
kind will be the oneiric umbrellas of
yesterday's rain.
Kind of found this poem a little hard to follow, mainly because it had a lot of big words >_> but I think I see where you're coming from with it. I'm gonna read over it a bit more then leave my thoughts with you on it.