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Aug 2012
Did you know when you planted me
That I'd been corrupted from infancy
The shell of my seed contained a tree
That bore its branches without leaves
I have no root but a single key
That opens the door to an empty sea
It mimics the sound of the air I breathe
And shrivels the bark that my body needs
If you count my rings you'll make decree
That I have aged to death's degree
And yet I stand a mystery
While birds ignore my melody
If someone else could hear my plea
I'd raise my hands in revelry
But I can wait out time's ennui
And give myself entirely
To the notion that I'm wholly free
Til truth comes in so willingly
And asks if I can still perceive
I hope it's then that I will bleed
Into the earth what's left of me
A sap so hot I'd melt with ease
And disappear before the eve
I'd leave behind a memory
A thought alive for eternity
Then I'd find rest and lay in peace
Inside a day that I can't see
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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   --- and Deepsha
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