the petals fall
the colors twirling,
twirling, twirling
falling
falling
one by one
slowly falling
descending
in the moonlight
beauty unseened
illuminated in the moonlight
not to be seen
the sleeping humans
unaware
the petalls
blow away
away
away
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
When you think about the universe,
and the massiveness of it,
i tend to feel small,
so I try not to,
but then i think of the billions of people on Earth,
those things make it seem like life is just a thing that happens
a thing that ends,
and when it ends the world goes on
and if you don't move on the world leaves without you,
the world left me a long time ago and left me in the dust.
Jan 22, 2017
Jan 22, 2017 at 8:46 PM UTC