I stand and gaze in wonder,
looking at this monotonous world,
with summer outside making its noises
As I open my heart,
will I ever enjoy life's sweet song?
We had begun to sit in empty silence
with no one around to hear
Winds may blow within your hair,
startling your spirit
Sound slides through the shadows softly,
raining at every window
In modest grace a dainty cup,
love and scandal are the best sweeteners of tea
Rain, dear rain, won't you wash the remains of my name
so we must join hands,
in the few coming coldly
Are the spirits really to blame?
I long to be the resplendent shine of a flower,
my secrets unfolded and kept
Fruit ripening in reds and greens
a place where the fairies slept
But I must forget the sadness and regret,
Life is too fragile to be swung around.
But every time one puts forth effort,
Their shaken soul collapses to the ground.
Life can be wasted,
If not treated correctly
And that's why none should predict the future
Possibly ruining a child's destiny
Forget the swollen darkness,
I am not alone
We all end in shadow
Leaving all of the morning glories closed.
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Immutably Numb
PoetryI post sad poems for anything and everything. Mostly things I vent on; if you're interested, check it out
