My Life Is But a Fragment of the Moments I'M Awake
My life is but a fragment of the moments I’m awake
Standing on this balcony above the frozen ground
Gazing on a future that is much to harsh to take
Walking down the latitudes and longitudes I’ve found
Pondering a jump to reach a branch in front of me
Leafless in the worry of a spring that’s come and gone
Carvings on its trunk become the past that I can see
Measuring the shadows sneaking stealthily ‘cross the lawn
Times have fled this heart of mine that whimpers in the cold
Shivering in endless breaks to never fill the space
Days they seem to laugh at me now that I’m getting old
Wandering the wrinkles long created on my face
Once I felt much younger than I ever had before
Mornings brought about a dream the night could not contain
When within my presence stood the one I did adore
Promising forever in my life she would remain
Now I count the minutes since my lonely heart did break
Wiping off the tears this sorrow causes me to weep
My life is but a fragment of the moments I’m awake
Longing for the solitude to lull me as I sleep
Copyright © Chris Green | Year Posted 2016
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