The days before I used to feel free.
I never really knew any sad times.
I never really knew what it was.
I felt like a friend of the world.
I felt I was blessed with bountiful gifts.
She gave me colorful wings, so big
To soar among winds of happiness.
It took me up with kisses, way beyond the clouds,
And I didn't know what was in store for me.
Perhaps it was penned by a shooting star.
A web was weaved, with an intricate pattern.
I did not see it at the time.
For I let the winds carry me
And trusted it with my life
As it went hither to thither.
I went straight, and then I was caught
I tried to move as much as I could.
I was stuck, and could not escape.
No matter how much I used the principle of dilligence.
The wind was going.
It was leaving without me.
Perhaps it wanted to leave me here.
I was binded by my limbs,
And tears wouldn't help,
Even if I cried out as passerbys came.
They just left me like the winds I soared on.
I then realized the sweet kisses it gave me
Were nothing but a pack of lies.
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Oh, what an utterly fantastic take on the picture! I love this, the emotion, the imagery you have created with your words...so captivating, I can feel and hear the wind in my head, the joy, and then the sadness, and then finally the bitter disillusionment of realisation.
Thanks for sharing this, and for taking the time to enter my contest,
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I love this. I'm not a great fan of Free verse, but i really love this poem. It gave me the thought of a bird caught in a spider's web. That or an angel. I think at some point in our lives we're all led by sweet lies- we think we're flying off of the great feelings we get, but when the truth is told; we get stuck or go crashing back down to Earth.
Great write.
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