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I hear swooshes.
Cars rushing by.
Road is empty.
I see the platform of the grey road and look up.
I see the skeleton of old trees.
I see the light blue sky and the radiant glows of bright orange rays.
I wonder,
I should be thankful for this life I have.
What about the deaf and blind?
In this moment there are others
Struggling to gasp for their last breath.
Humans who scream as they fight a terrible regime which hunts with rifles.
Humans who scream as they fight a captor who
Rapes and has knives at their throats.
But I have become selfish.
There are others who would give anything to live the life I have.
And they would make good use of it.
I lay stationary.
I see the platform of the grey road and look up.
Today
I missed the crisp breeze.
I missed the warmth of orange rays.
I missed the sight of green trees, green leaves, green grass.
I missed friendship.
This was awesome! I felt like
This was awesome! I felt like I was right there in your mind with your thought process! It's not typical fare for poetry but it was my kind of poetry! Thanks SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
This was awesome! I felt like
This was awesome! I felt like I was right there in your mind with your thought process! It's not typical fare for poetry but it was my kind of poetry! Thanks SS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."