And little Olivia looks up at me.
She’s hiding behind that tree.
And I am her favorite playmate
‘Cause with her I completely relate
And understand and enjoy a lot,
Her crazy dreams and crazy thoughts.
And she lets me hold her hand
'Cause she knows I won’t pull her back.
Instead be a guiding light.
The endless sky and a lonely kite.
And she asks me to go with her,
Untie that knot and accompany her
To that land where rest is motion.
A single drop of water is the whole ocean.
And now she’s gone, far away.
No. Not dead. Just far away.
But all this while I couldn’t see
That she’s the person I want to be.
Mesmerizing. a rendition that saying silently, "i am around, just look for me". you have in a nice way, played with contradiction. rest is motion.
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wanderer
thanks a lot. I've just started this blog. And i'm really thankful to you for reading what i've written.
ReplyDeleteYour poems indicate that you do have a unique way of expressing yourself. Mostly importantly you know how to rhyme, or your make a serious effort to rhyme your words. this is a good start indeed. hope to read more from you.
ReplyDeleteSince you are a starter, would you mind, If I suggest something to you?
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wanderer
Not at all. I'm more than happy to take in suggestions.
ReplyDeleteWell, in that case, i feel it is better, that you use "want to" instead of "wanna". It makes the poem more at home.
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wanderer
Yes. Actually I thought that too. It's just a bad habit I need to get did of. Thanks.
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