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Poem XIX

 

I saw you dragging on the ground

longing I let you be free.

I hoped you didn’t find out

one day you could spread your wings.

Would you go to the west or east?

 

With those emerald eyes

you thought the time was a line.

You knew you weren’t mine,

but you finally could realize

the world was not your size.

 

You became a gorgeous creature.

You broke the crystal of your future.

Hoping to see the sun someday,

it turned into a cold rain day.

You didn’t know stars were so far away.

Comments

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 25th Mar 2017 23:56

looking forward to Poem XX Karen. This one is intriguing enough to want for more. Thanks for posting. Colin

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