The Wind Sings Me To Sleep.

February 7, 2009
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I wonder where my life would be
If I were caught somewhere between
The ground and sky on the hanging tree.

The truth, in tales, lies deep beneath.

I wonder how my soul would cry
If I spun circles in the sky
And hid my truth between the ties

That I had made in distant times.

To live in lust, the price is paid
But when withering beats love again
It's hard to open a broken gate

When all is not left up to fate.

When God leaves matters in my hands
You'll rest assured, I have a plan
To run to heaven, if I can.

Leave my Worries to the land.

As peaceful as it sounds, may be
The sunken ship will swallow me
And I'll meet my maker at the sea

Where the sun may watch me leave.





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CountryGothic said...
May 20, 2010 at 8:14 am
Pardon me if I cannot summon up some words worthy of describing this poem. It is a beautiful work of art and for that matter, may I say, so are your other 2 poems...very good job. Keep it up! :)
 
JustAlice? said...
Dec. 21, 2009 at 2:34 pm
i love it. its so beautiful and dreamlike. and yet at the same time so real. you have a gift ;)
 
lovehate29 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 22, 2009 at 7:13 pm
Great job. I like the flow of this piece. This is very beautiful. Wonderful!
 
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