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1-14-13 Lights touched every corner of the place Colors danced around I tried to breathe but it was too much Nature was a symphony before me It screamed its name, wanting to make itself known But I didn't hear it I loved clear skies I let them know they were worthy of adoration They were something I could relate to They enclosed our world But were completely empty and unreachable The skies seemed unreal Did they know I was there? I knew the world didn't We needed the skies to live I still didn't know my purpose I found myself separated that day from my only friend As I stood intimidated by its new skin I wished that I could kiss the sky Maybe it could be my lady luck, my Budda But it was impossible...it being unreachable How could nothingness turn into a butterfly? And then, as it fluttered all around I tried mimicking my new found interest I never got bored of the pretty patterns The way it gracefully moved And then, I blinked, because it was gone I was dead How long had I been still? My eyes were fixed on some point Was it where the pefect creature had been seen last? My marker read "Eros" And I didn't remember anything about my life My eyes were still watching the silent ripples I was gasping for air, looking at my torn wings Rain poured out of the heavens At first, I braced myself for the cold, but changed my mind I'd rather feel numb I was blinded while warm drops fell on me I was covered all over But I kept sinking into the blackness Pathos fell from above The heavens were crying I flickered my eyes open to watch the one who had always been watching out for me And the earth remained silent as I entered hell
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
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1-14-13 Lights touched every corner of the place Colors danced around I tried to breathe but it was too much Nature was a symphony before me It screamed its name, wanting to make itself known But I didn't hear it I loved clear skies I let them know they were worthy of adoration They were something I could relate to They enclosed our world But were completely empty and unreachable The skies seemed unreal Did they know I was there? I knew the world didn't We needed the skies to live I still didn't know my purpose I found myself separated that day from my only friend As I stood intimidated by its new skin I wished that I could kiss the sky Maybe it could be my lady luck, my Budda But it was impossible...it being unreachable How could nothingness turn into a butterfly? And then, as it fluttered all around I tried mimicking my new found interest I never got bored of the pretty patterns The way it gracefully moved And then, I blinked, because it was gone I was dead How long had I been still? My eyes were fixed on some point Was it where the pefect creature had been seen last? My marker read "Eros" And I didn't remember anything about my life My eyes were still watching the silent ripples I was gasping for air, looking at my torn wings Rain poured out of the heavens At first, I braced myself for the cold, but changed my mind I'd rather feel numb I was blinded while warm drops fell on me I was covered all over But I kept sinking into the blackness Pathos fell from above The heavens were crying I flickered my eyes open to watch the one who had always been watching out for me And the earth remained silent as I entered hell
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
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