$CLOUT Poetry - Thirsty
A poem about wanting what I can’t have right now.
The thirst I have
Can’t be quenched by drinking anything
The liquid would only flow through me
Like an hourglass
Until needing to refill again
I’m thirsty
For the scent of another person
Living on my bedsheets
Lingering there even after washing cycles
Cuddling my short and long-term memories
I’ve tried gulping back filtered water
To at least add moisture to my throat
Before it attempts to speak
Soaking the cracks
In the now barren patch of dirt
I’ll keep drinking
Even if it seems to be in vain right now
I need to remind myself that it’s not
Because flowers can’t grow
In dirt that’s too dry
The thirst remains
My hands only hold the air’s friction
My mind only imagines another
My double bed sleeps one
And my heart beats only for itself.
© Rambling Rose, 2021. All rights reserved.
🌹 Thanks for reading. I ramble on while the world goes crazy. Come pull up a seat and watch with me.
This was originally published on Medium. Not a Medium friend yet? Become one here.
Like what you read?
More by ramblingrose
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - An Introverted Mind Isn’t
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Waiting for Me
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - The Cusp
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Future Kiss
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Is It Monday Yet?
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Gum Disease is a Vampire
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - My Eyes Bought by The Bucket
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Just Like the Chilli Sapling
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - This Nest of Wool
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Nor the Rain
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - I Want to Be a Robot
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Even the Ugly Bits
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Mechanical Puppets
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Our Appetites Are Now Dampened
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Without Footsteps to Follow
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Front Teeth, Canines
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - For You, Mother
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - These Days
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - All the World’s a Stage… but the Stages Are Empty
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Mottie
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - A Change of Heart
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Happy (Should Be) Birthday to You, Lockdown
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - I Watched a Wrinkle Appear
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Your Little Yokai
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Our Getaway
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - A Feast of Frenzy
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Time to Wash Away
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - When It’s All Over
-
» The Low Effort Side Hustle for Extra Monthly $100s
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Never Let This Bubble Burst
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - The Twister
-
» $CLOUT Poetry - Fatty Spits