Poem (Rough, But Nonetheless)

Tweetsie

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Um, let's just say this was a crazy artist mood. And it's terribly rough and I don't think that it's very good I just had to post it coz it's the first I've written in about 4 months and despite how... dark... it is, I'm happy I could write anything at all.


Newborn spring will awaken in me,
And dress me in fine flow’rs.

In gardens I will plant my seed,
And watch the flowers grow.

Day takes my health for granted,
While death lingers in the hollows.

Light fills the rooms in mornings,
But darkens minds at night.

Stray strands of hair still tear at me,
Like the wind dishevels life.

Faint, I’ll fail upon wooden steps.
Pale and ashen they carry me home.
And I fall asleep beside my roses,
In late May, or early June.
 
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Mmm. I had like four lines written of just gibberish (they're mixed somewhere in it) and I wanted to broaden it and clear it up at least a LITTLE. And I had more lines in my head. So I did that.

Thanks for um.. reading and answering. =]
 
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