A poem.

Step with dexterity,

For my soul has wandered off,

I am in a cliff hanging,

All i can see are shadows of unwanted pains.

 

I want to collect the warmth of summer,

While the sea is calm,

I want to smell the frangrance of blooming flower,

While i enjoy the wind.

 

then….

 

The shattered mirror reappears,

The weather’s gone bad.

 

in the midst,

I am floating,

Drowning,

Falling hard.

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  • MarcoP on Nov 29, 2010

    Emotional!

  • theredquill on Nov 30, 2010

    Ah, how you’ve captured my sentiments at the moment. Love this.

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