He lives in a dream with bright blue sky
I live in a world, where the grass is dry
He wants to grab the stars in his fist
I want to escape this suffocating black mist
He feels those blooming flowers, his life
I feel as if I'm walking on a sharp knife
He says love is the soul of joys
I say my love made me always cry
He closes his eyes, walks with an undulant grace
I claose my eyes, stumble, feel sharp cuts on my face
He looks at the sky watches his desire
I look at the ground, watch it burning on fire
He intends to make a history
But I am still a Mystery
How different we are but still the same
Two dwellers dwelling in life's game
Author notes
Hey help me choose a better title
Comments
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great job grl!! keep up ur efforts n keep us hopin fer the best..
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u r superb at this one.just fantastic.sister.great thought came to ur mind to write this master piece.
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Wow. Now, very very honestly, this is a masterpiece my friend! The rhyme, the wording.. the way you concluded it.. It is just superb.. And I totally loved it, and i had to read it twice. Lovely write, thank you for sharing this one.. And the title, I think its really good too. You are really talented. Keep writing
Love,
Lonely
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The rhyming and rhythm were very nice. This had all the satisfaction of a 'concept'...one person's perception of another in an upside-down world. I almost thought one person was a reflection of another in a pool of water
"He intends to make history/But I am still a Mystery" are my favourite lines...they remind me of how I feel sometimes when I think about the future.
Very effective imagery and contrast...clever, too...blue sky means dry grass, stars mean a black sky, desire means you burn...
Brilliant!
A better title might be... Black & White? or Black On White?
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