Sorry this took so long. Have a poem.
Yeah, so I need to update more often. Dang it, there are only a certain number of hours in a day and... yeah. So I should quit complaining and update.here's a poem I'm working on; it's not titled yet.
I sit and watch
the people pass by-
an uninterruptible flow.
Blink...blink...blink...
they go, and do not know
to stop.
I sit and watch
the birds swirl in lines
spiralling to spare the wing
they are the billowed flight
no end, no sight from the height
of wide life below.
I sit and watch
the clouds bob and mose-
to personify can't describe
the passion of the float.
They soak in sky
and I am left behind.
I sit-
close my eyes, to hope-
to lose myself-
the world is gone,
but I am, still.
I also just want to mention that running one's emotions through a blender is not the best way to keep up with one's studies. There is a story there, but its not to be told here- but the worst is over and the sun has come up.
posted by Emmett @ 17:19
5 Comments:
I'm glad you're alive and well! Very nice poem, as always. I liked the description of the clouds...mmmm, spring.
Yes, congratulations on surviving. I think we may have been channelling each other again, Emmett.
This poem actually reminds me of a nearby garden where I sometimes go when my sanity's about to break.
Anyway, good luck with all the many classes and insane workload. Take care of yourself!
Pikachu pikapikapika pikaaa!
...Acho!
Gesundheit.
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