I AM
Wanted a slumber down in the valleyclose by almond trees in worthy bloom
Ring the always longed for lyre tones.
But, became another
Wished to stand free in dark green autumn
cleansed from all the living years' hard grin
To live and die pretty as an autumn leaf.
But, am by mistakes tied
Became rainfall, cold calling winds, trust in Fate,
a brief scent before death,
as scythed nettle,
broken citrus leaves,
autumn land after night rains
It wishes to shatter here
between the gravel and the foliage
Finding the worst love
That, which could not be found
But, I can undoubtedly love
when there is something to love
I am laid opened, as one solely unrotten,
in the apple basket given to the sorrows
I am so strangely hard, so oddly grained,
to be carried away from abandoned mills
Knowing all waving wind-flowers Sun kissed
Those, beautifully crestfallen, already dulled,
worn inside a heart that was nearly enough
and to your refusal have never been missed
For me, betrayal is not good enough,
cleanest love violated,
the ruins' clothes
or my own will's struggle slaughtered
I am entangled,
stricken down in quenching pettiness
I am grieved,
filled with all the days' nothingness
I am mist raised,
clouded, covered underneath weakened will
I am hidden,
with this unreachable cold-hammered need
I am glowing snow on frozen stock
in memory's burned down forests
I am incarcerated,
left where blemishes are left
I am my winnings pulled away,
taken and swept in a gulp
I am a still night cloud, a raised scent of leaves,
that will never find the Worlds again
Holding the Tree you know carries your leaves
while we break its limbs
I am this.
I am what you never can feel or know
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2016-11-08 at 16:34
Tags Sun Knowledge Fate
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