Phi Phi Island
This home that is not my own...
Twilight, darkened sky
Outlines of waving trees
The soft sound of rain on the tin roof
This is the calm of a monsoon
Dull lights burn in the distance
Sweet smells of flowers and tobacco fire
Light drums in the background of this scene
This is what this strange land is to me
Animals on every corner
Sun shining bright, reminding me of home
Bugs are flying all around me
Driving down the winding roads of gold
Music from this land is dancing all around me
It’s hard not to sway to the groove
This is what this strange land is to me
Bustling, keep moving, moving
Cars speeding, zooming, zooming
Red light, green light
Shops on every corner
Wake up, work hard, laugh with a Coke in my hand
Sleep tight, wake up, and do it all again
This is what this strange land is to me
About the Creator
Leah Suzanne Dewey
I’m a writer who loves diving into horror, but I also explore romance, travel, health & entertainment. With a forensic psychology background, I’m chasing my dream of writing full-time.
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