Augest ... The beginning

by Wildflower   May 24, 2008


The gentle sway of August trees baffles me
It makes me wonder what song the winds are whispering in their ears
What grace
What splendor
Lays beneath the little lemon tree
What scent
What joy
What memories
They evoke a glimmer of hope
In the deep sadness within me
I stare at the skies
And wonder why
Why so blue
Why so massive
That I feel insignificant when I try to see past the next tick of my watch
Here I am
Bathing in sunlight
Wondering
How is it that my art went in vain
How is it
That Iâ??ve given up what I had not yet started
How could I be so cruel
Unjust
To my heart, body, and soul
Do I enjoy watching you burn
Oh soul
Whatâ??s there to live for
Iâ??d rather have my slow death
Oh heart
Why did your song fade
It used to fill me with hope
Oh body
Wretched, magnificent body
Forgive me
For I have inflicted pain upon you
To spare my soul
But life goes on
Shapes and forms
Swarm my mind
As I struggle to find the strength to live
To hold a brush
Against my aching fingers
And paint the misery of my youth
To sing
Till I can sing no more
And all turns to ashes as I live
And die
A thousand times more
Imprisoned in doubt, fear, and things I donâ??t know what to name
But there is always hope where there is pain
I will survive
That I know
I will fill my breath with meaningless words
Silence shall never catch me alive
Silence shall never strap or hold me
Darkness
Will yield
And so will my destiny

Lemon trees
Swaying gently in the windâ??s arms
Holding it tightly as not to flee
And gently
So that it would want to stay
Sway lemon trees
Sway
Loneliness is only a breath away

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