Matthew Anish Poet Free verse

Purple Flowers of My Adolescence

Purple flowers of my 
adolescence
   Gone now - gone forever
  Outside my window 
young girls play hopscotch
Taxis whizz by 
Young lovers embrace
   Getting lost in the humming metoroplis 
is a good way to eliminate angst
The biblical three score and ten years
is not that felxible
    Purple flowers of my adolescense
Gone now - gone foerver
   Still I see images of them at times
in the eyes of certain strangers

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Debbie Duncan March 14, 2013 at 3:07 PM Memories,, I really like the last line, images in the eyes of stranger ;} thanks for reading my haiku six, when I first learn haiku, I was always reminded of the Asian 5- 7 5.

Joe Maverick December 8, 2012 at 4:53 PM Well Mathew this really brings the sharp Focus of your early life to the fore; brillant piece Here..!

Mohammad Yamin November 25, 2012 at 5:32 PM An amazing poem, Matthew - what a vivid picturization of adolscence calling it purple flowers.The poem is a mirror of your talent. Thanks for your admiration of my Tanka The Candle. I mean shaded by my passion against the winds of adversities. I'll surely edit the poem for greater clarity within the limitation of syllables allowable. -Mohammad

Kerry Singleton November 24, 2012 at 7:19 PM Love...great write!

Andrea Dietrich November 24, 2012 at 8:59 AM this is one of your best poems ever. I love the personal touch, matt. a FAVE

Kathryn Collins November 23, 2012 at 6:44 AM Dear Matthew - this is indeed touching. I especially love the last two lines. We are the lucky ones who can remember.

Sandra Adams November 21, 2012 at 5:14 PM ....gone are the innocent years, time doesn't hold still for anyone...nice poem, the title drew me in, your words kept me captivated!

Richard Palmer November 21, 2012 at 10:57 AM great write Matthew,but lets change the hands of time,its never too late for a shower of rain,sometimes its not about being flexible its about being happy