Just Another Fucking Poem About The Rain

Fucking amazing. Excuse my language. But simply amazing.

You almost gave me a heart attack! YOU writing a rhyming poem lmao. But you did it well as one has to look closely to find it. I liked the bald and heavy ref. Really humanized the poem...........stan

The poem does vividly convey vent out emotions of the Subject about rejection....so does the Title too..

Regards,

This is a thorn in the throat and could easily get some tear down to the cheek.

but if it were mine, I would give the title another go.But the poem itself is PERFECT.

tgfw for without them..where would be we?
inspiration for poetry..
It was the women who always saved me
and the men who gathered me up
slapped me on the arm
adjusted my upturned collar
helped me find my way Home/s
there were many
and many homies

I was lucky
falling through the cracks
sizzling through the Hiss Turns
on the edge with a worn tire
the landscape speeding
a blur
alive and wild

then the grinding crashes
in slow motion
the rain pouring down
beneath the lights
waiting
waiting

Thorns and Drama

I vented the sizzle
baited for it
and paying for it
the tidbits hard to chew
the breadcrumbs freshed
plucked from the crust
and tossed like a trained
pet to catch

kept the boredom away
the ghosts and demons
fetching for chess
the kings and queens
bishops and fools

Tonight its a raining night
chilly and full of its crawling
creatures

and I stay put
in the denizen
with the laundry clanking
round the dog curled
the women settled

device tapping

music swirling

I related to the slap of
this feeling
but I knew that all moves
were to be countered

gathering up intelligence
and experience
poetry when I build
my excursions

Thank You!