Content, clarity, no calling home Surrounded snugly in sunshine’s roam What naturally burns is saving Cleansing the soul in its raving Yet somber shadows induce chills of night And the sun regresses in imperative flight The moon brings forth its calming glow So soon It’s realized she’s all alone The gnawing proceeds from deep in her mind Progressing forward without a bind.
Dropping, drifting, dying leaves Just like their path her thoughts shall weave To and fro between a mood Sweet and caring turned suddenly rude Cold winds lead to a chilling sight Everything’s changed but It says all is right Soon the world blends together as one No longer touched by the warmth of the sun Temperatures drop and so does her head Leaden with sorrow as she makes for her bed.
Empty, endlessly enduring days Isolation extends but it’s deemed okay Dreams die, concealed by snow She wants to leave but cannot go Icy winds blowing cold as her heart Frozen solid and wishing to part Getting used to the pain With no hope to gain Too weak to worry with no emotions felt She’s forced to awaken as the world starts to melt.
Free and flowering fields now bring Hope to the girl who could not sing Coming from the showering rain The healing waters break through the pain Finally she’s found the truest way To stop and force her problems away Soon enough she’s rediscovered her smile And returns to the friends she hasn’t seen in a while Oh but It’s smart, much smarter than we So smart that nobody could ever have seen
Greatly, gladly going home Swimming deep in water’s foam A calm, warm night has come to cease Their world is frantic while hers sees peace Searching hard for a missing girl Reaching the river, their stomachs curl Soaking, dripping, they find what’s wrong Realizing now how long she’s been gone Eroding sadness, consumed by pain Now they can feel what she did every day.
Honestly this is probably my favorite piece of writing I have and it came naturally as I was facing serious urges to start writing again, because it has been a while, and we are learning about poetry in English so I would start writing right after class and this is the result. While it may not sound like it took much to write, this is very important to me and deep in my emotions, with a few hidden twists as well.