Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2018
Sunny lanes crawl high up, upon my face
Watering steadily the flesh covered by faith
Leaving germination of the thoughts to sway
From winds that have not bent its way.
Soothing recklessly the times of gain
While earthly dependency grows crooked again
But contentment of fruits bared
Have fed more hearts in days
And rainy stairs replaced
Many sunny lanes every day.
But!
Greed knows its vein,
Its stream that flows from within
It carries all needs,
Even ones of desolation
And grim
Towards a root
Unable to stay anew.
Sillo Anderson
Written by
Sillo Anderson  23/F/Guyana
(23/F/Guyana)   
177
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems