Poem

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Here I sit on lonely hill above they
Who do not understand my passions fey
I choose not to look down upon their dark pyre
No, my gaze rises to bodies higher

The stars and moon alight the heavens high,
Judging me as a sin or a sinner, even when I
Soar away with wild thoughts that follow bright dreams,
To live among the stars in their regimes

I hold this pen a little tighter,
I wish to capture all that I see, but this time as a writer
I can feel the breeze coming to take my soul away,
To the heavens in the sky, but on a dog’s sleigh

Loud thunder makes me open my eyes,
I look at the still sun, could I collect the bits and still improvise?
‘Oh please don’t kill me’ she said, ‘It was just a small game’
I kept walking with fierce red eyes and a perfect aim,
One gunshot, one brain shattered and one put to shame.

There could be no forgiveness now, but I only can see the blue sky
Hiding from the police and fame, writing a suicide note in reply
I see the dog’s sleigh promising to take me to heaven
But how can I believe that when the dog is a demon?

Tears are falling off my face, warm then dry,
My heart is ready now, it can forever lie
I will stand up on this hill,
This paper safe, laying here still

‘Oh I am sorry’ I cry as I...

[sandhya Newbie Member Find all posts View Profile Close sandhya]

Re: Poem

I love your eyes,
I love your smile,
I cherish your ways,
And adore your style,

I'm someone who dreams of your smile,
And finds your presence in my life is worth the world,
So when your lonely remember it's true,