"swifted" poems
strolling down the shivering lane of rainbow of trees that seem to be the same color...
Red, yellow and orange
seems like a pattern that never seem to stop till some one pushes all its leaves away.
pick, pick
one by one slowly swaying with baby wind swings
that dances with it sway dance
singing to a melody
these bright colored leaves once a lime green
fade into a mist of various different shades of color then die once again into a mold brown that gets swifted away by the snow
and rebirths in spring to explore its expirnces different ways as it reborns each day
Oct 30, 2010
Oct 30, 2010 at 10:33 PM UTC
Come up, up and see the light
Breaking all the shadows at night
Let me out and hear me cry
I would never want to see this time
Just listen to me and
Mark my words
Like ashes I leave my dirt
Here and move with the flying smoke
All the weight on me gets lifted
I make my move swifted
I leave this place
And fly away.
Spreading my broken wings,
Dropping my golden ring
I lighten my heart and take a flight
Just for once hold on tight
And see me fly.
Come up, up and see the light
Breaking all thw shadows at night
Let me out and hear me cry
I would never want to see this time.
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC