Hiya,
I haven't written here in a long while, my apologies. I've written this poem this morning, while listening to a song and recalling what I have done in my life, and forecasting what I have yet to see. Perhaps it might be a quick poem, but for some reason it is growing on me. Please do share opinions, criticism is always a blessing. I feel very good about this poem *smiles* : D I hope you guys like it as well!!
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Blue Bird
The stars, the moon, the sun and sand
The battered heat of the sun's hand
Reaching out to burn the evergreen leaves
Of the courteous trees
a blue bird flew free
at the sight of the bright sky
simple words, I could not foresee
that your leaving was more than just a cry
you said if you could fly
you would never come back
past the moon, above the ply
across the stars, in a new track
your wings spread wide
higher and higher you veer
towards your endless dream you glide
far above, midst the white pure clouds, no fear
you aimed for a savior to a solemn heart
silent, in its own eyes
your life, impart
across landscapes of golden dyes
I reached out my hand
to eternity, I wanted to touch
your kind image in my sand
to keep you safe in my clutch
late as I was, dallying under the sun
for your feathers to fall
in my hand, none
pieces of you, I dreamt to recall
a memory of a blue bird
that hunted unreal heavens
blind in its path, interred
by its own will, awakens
freedom you sought
life you denied for a mysterious world
your pure wings fell to naught
your footsteps in the sand swirled
The stars, the moon, the sun and sand
The battered heat of the sun's hand
Reaching out to burn the evergreen leaves
Of the courteous trees
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Cheers,
M
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