Chasing Snow

Watching snow collide...
Watching snow ascend...
Watching it zig zag with technical pride 
Watchung snow descend...

I view my window as the wind lets out its blow 
Caught a gaze at it a few times about some years ago
Autumn hasn’t ended yet, my friend
I’ll meet you from beginning to end

I got distracted…
So sidetracked from the start,
Chasing snow on the TV screen
I got attracted…
So deceived with lust in heart 

The snow outside is glimmering gold
Our imagination inside never grows old
I keep staring at the television screen,
Wondering where you’ve been…again…

Bewildered, yet calm and collected
I want to be accepted, not rejected
I saw snow on the TV screen,
But I’d rather chase snow outside, so don’t intervene

Life is full of distractions
Generally, It’s for our satisfactions..
Yet, millions suffer day by day
I sink and drown in consideration and dismay

I am frustrated
Let me look less jaded
I’d rather watch and observe sadly…
I can’t do anything about it unfortunately 

Turn off the television
Look into my weary eyes
It’s ultimately your decision
If you want to believe in truths or lies

Just so that you know
I ran into your mind's snow
Your brain is glitching insane
We both are on a different lane

Chasing…inside...snow…
I don’t know why I do so 
Just so that you know,
I seek the truth behind the lie, you know?
Chasing…outside…snow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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October 23, 2018 at 6:05 PM
Hi J.W. another write crafted in your own inimitable style. The snow is flowing in this write. Your creativity comes to the fore as your words paint your snow canvas. I lose myself in your imagination. Have a wonderful Wednesday....Mike.
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October 18, 2018 at 2:18 PM
Wow! So well written, J.W..The last stanza reminded me of a short story I read years ago entitled "Silent Snow, Secret Snow". All the best, Warren
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