Above the clouds,
I lay in light.
A hand held to make everything right.
A soul which beams as bright as the moon,
All darkness erases and colours in bloom.
Staring in the scary space,
I close the lid, do not retrace.
Every inch melted underground
Laughter echoes in surround sound.
Spring has just begun,
The birds fly overhead.
And I may join their movement
As I glare past their shadows,
On glittering, infinite pavement.
I lay in light.
A hand held to make everything right.
A soul which beams as bright as the moon,
All darkness erases and colours in bloom.
Staring in the scary space,
I close the lid, do not retrace.
Every inch melted underground
Laughter echoes in surround sound.
Spring has just begun,
The birds fly overhead.
And I may join their movement
As I glare past their shadows,
On glittering, infinite pavement.
3 comments:
omg !!
more masterpieces are waiting to be created..
and even more than the poem,
i really like the change in u. :) :)
keep writing girl !!
u are awesome.
Oh. I havent changed. I just specifically wrote this for you. haha. Back to my dark place!
if i can bring just a little bit of happiness to u, im happy.
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