everything except himself

January 17th, 2009
Clouds

Thickly spread across the sky,
Mounted up so high,
How quickly they go by!

Up there my feelings lie,
Yet down here am I,
And I cannot get away.

Would that I were borne on the current of the wind,
This stationary life I would transcend
In the sky-river’s bend.

Up there to my feelings tend
But lose myself to the corner’s trend,
And I cannot get away.

How low I would swoop
Only to feel my heart droop
That we are stuck in this forever-loop.

Up there where my feelings coup,
We all march on like a troop,
And I cannot get away.

Standing still is our foe,
Defeated effortlessly by the air’s unending flow
So much so that I long for the ground below!

Down there my feelings go
In tears or snow,
And I cannot get away.

Something I rewrote in an attempt to get noticed by other users on Deviant Art. At least when people randomly fave my stuff, it’ll be relatively high quality. :P

Posted at 1:46 am in Art, Poetry

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