I do poetry as well as write and draw blaugh
Here's a few I've written ^^
Maybe,
One day,
When the sky is blue again
and the leaves are
green
Maybe,
Just maybe...
I'll look into your eyes
And smile
And say....
I love you.
Can you hear the trickle?
That little murmur,
A bubbly sound.
Follow it.
Underfoot, green grass
with dew.
Overhead, an emerald canopy
of leaves.
To the left, a doe
in shadow.
To the right, brown bark
of trees.
Straight ahead, a light
And, that bubbly sound.
Follow that path.
Grass bending underfoot
The light is brighter now,
The murmur, louder.
Out of the forestry tunnel you come,
Falcon flying low overhead.
The bubbly sound is
no longer just a sound.
You can see it too.
The trickle is laughing, sighing
It is a stream, as clear as the sky.
and hearing it, you laugh
Feeling that same
bubbly feeling.
It's been too long
It's too late
You can't come back now,
after everything.
You're not forgotten
but no longer remembered
you've been away,
left too many broken hearts
behind.
Once it was painful,
Now it is dull.
Maybe one day you'll come back
Under a different name,
a different alias
no one will know who
you were
no one
will remember
but it doesn't matter.
You'll just come back
and do it all again
and everything
will be broken.
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