the air.
Sensing emotional yearnings of younger generations,
frolicking through flowers and jumping into cascading
water, cooled from mountain springs.
Life promises are made in vows of innocence, reality
never setting in to discourage love or young lover’s
prayers.
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Sauntering through a lifetime, just living through my existence,
Burying emotions and walking away from any feelings that tore atmy heart, breaking my spirit, trying to untame my soul just tocontinue breathing on a daily basis.As I hung my head and trudged out the entrance of life,I stepped into an abundance of tears piled high,just made for me as I peacefully died again, alone.
Tangling myself into weeds of tantamount jungles of words, testing every sound on beats in measures to forward positions into legal status, taking turns around the clock, poking about, over pages in books, written by myself for posterity.
Sounding off with little or no effort on my part.Tinging every tone with rhythms of my own, alone on shores of earth on days of unending bliss.
Showering my being with blessings from heaven, keeping me hopeful even as the world shatters around me.
Hanging onto a major portion of quiet stillness in a handful of prayer, contemplating where I will be going in the near future.
Wanting to hide away in farthest corners of life,
This book of life is now closed to everyone.Wandering down pathways, watching nature come intofocus and allowing me to move forward.Satisfied that I’m alone in circumstances of myown, knowing that no one can write about me in apoem, because I’m hidden far below anyone else’sradar.(2/18/13)
Living through turmoil applies to most
Taunting us always from the back, giving usa hard time in our daily lives.Not caring if we want to hear from theirdeafening minds in every little thing theyparticipate in.