A poem is falling away from the skies
Dressed in the drops sparking light
Straight in the rooms of my heart,
Watering hope through the cells
For tomorrows to catch up on dance
The beauty of all those sunsets
I’ve been dreaming about for a while.
Whisper me kindly regards,
Dear wind, for the peace to get back,
Singing through rhyme of this rain,
Pairing the chances of pain
To get eased by the love on its track.
Colouring dreams I might sleep
Under this rain pouring deep.
SEPTEMBER 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Born in a communism regime, Simona put education and hope at the peak. She is a mother of two, who encourages her sons to dream beyond the limits and to act accordingly with passion. Through her work, Simona is trying to bring love and humanity.