Poetic Thoughts

Mind plays itself shuffling with words thereby - Imaginations are much creative, justifying realistic; Heart often cries - instead tears falling from sky A smile often brings the daylight, justifying happiness naturalistic. She plays by his garden of roses and dances along with the jonquils - Her voice! Is often likened along with the birds sung… Yet when she abhors his feelings - He often resembles with the world of iniquities Along with the bright sky that provoked darkness. He then makes a life out of grief And thinks as the earth is no more as it is – He imagines the birds to fly with him And the clouds to give shelter – He imagines the rain to pour with tears And the blue roses to bosom in winter – He imagines the ocean not so vast And swim with the world within it – He imagines the mountains not so high And climbs along desperately to his last breath. He then faces a journey that’s seen differently People around him but he expects himself to be lonely – He then counts the number of days with no more distress And writes down everything with all oneiric images.