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Season

It is barren here
The wind is slow
Like waves over my lips

Where you are --
Will never be close enough

I imagine a place
That has no guilt
No shame to trigger death

Only you sing a melody
A smooth moderate tone

I concentrate on this
The song fast then slow
It moves in sync with the wind
Just like out minds floating

There is a new aura
Boys and girls laughing

Such a time they are having
No responseabilies
There is no bad speech to be heard
Only light-heartedness

It has changed again
There is stress here

Possibility reaches me
Everyone is smoking
I don't fit in
I reach for the door

Lightning boils in me
As I see myself

Where have I come from
And how did I loose myself
Through this maddness of life
That I call my seasons

You are still here
Though I thought you left

All this suffering
This pain I feel everyday
Fades when you are here
And comes when you leave

Stay with me --
Forever will you please?

Author notes

I this this poem says a lot. I wrote it to be monatone.

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  • When I read this I just felt a wave of emotions radiating off of it.
    Like it's a mix of confusion over one person that means a whole lot.

    Thanks for sharing this one Kell, I really like it.