Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Everyday is just a repetition of other days. The sun shines, the sun sets. You can't totally call it a life--unless you find that kite. Mind those moments in between, It's not always about the firsts or the lasts.
As the sun wakes in East,
the Earth escapes from global mist
As your mouth tastes the morning dew,
the whole world changes hue
As the wind blows dramatically,
the ground rests melancholy
As the kite flies to the vast sky
Don't loose grip on its tie
As you indulge the beauty of the scenery
astonishing sight, lost in reverie
As the sun sets in West
It's time to go back to nest
As the sun wakes in East
A one massive ball of sunshine beast
As the sun sets in West
All bodies lie and rest.
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Can you tell me your own interpretation of this poem? I'd love to know :)
From far away land
Took a flight and demand
About to bound
Feet on new ground
Snow starts to fall
Stuck in a steep wall
Took a step inside
There, a place to hide
A sip of hot chocolate
Strangers on debate
Music for company
Just one of the many
Stare so intense
It doesn't make sense
A grin that's so bright
Blinded by its light
A friend in the making
Genuine human being
Someone with a name
This ain't a game
Stories never told
Something to mold
With a hand to hold
It's no longer cold
Time seems to fly
Is this a good bye?
Time now to flee
It's nice to meet, thee
Oh, ephemeral bliss
Such a cruel miss
Trapped in a mist
Dream's a beast..
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