Versus caress the mind
Within this time
And I want to be yours
Falling planets
Perfect gifts for you
Fire spreads and eats us
The sirens were all
Too late
...Too late...
Caught in the spring
Where flowers get
Their first peaks
And trees sway
Burning leaves
As summer comes so early
Ashes cloud our sight
We can not see
I want to find you
But what I saw that day
Were buildings collapsing
Upon the drifters below
Father, I'm fine
Picking up the charred leaves
Falling from the trees
The autumn cold sweeps in
And chills the fires
That still burn today
Streets are filled
With the homeless
Who were given arms
To pass on
Not even the snowfall
Could take my hand
As you do for me
I saw that night
Love lost in time
Tears can melt the crystals
...You'll see...
Morning won't get here
To see the next day
Because the last of the year
Won't see the tomorrow
When winter's bittersweet ice
Promised to end this fire
But maybe in time
Tomorrow will come.
Author notes
Picture and background art from DeviantARt.com.
"Cras" is Latin for -The Tomorrow-
Inspired by Gorillaz "El Manana"
In a list
A contest entry
- POEM NOT FOUND (404) error error error (prewrites allowed) by Alex Hex.
300 points, ended May 19, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Beauty and pain.
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I really like the smooth flow to this poem. You captialize the beginning of every line and only use some punctuation, makes it a tad confusing. The wording is beautiful and I love the title, your putting the def in the AN def a plus. Keep penning dear poet ~
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Hi,
I have offered a critique for this poem on the Group board rather than here. The link is below:
http://allpoetry.com/group/show/The+Critique+Exchange+Community
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I think this poem would come off quite well in a spoken word forum. It's got the right length-- vocals get mesmerizing . . . this is good.
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