Today I danced under the rain
But with almost at its side,
The leaves watched me in awe as I bend
And twirl like a vine but growing flower
Peddles with every move not gracefuly
I'll admit, I tapped my foot stomping like
a mad man whose had enough of
isolation and decided to let free a caged
Bird but the little door is open
I know you would ask how can a bird be
Caged if its door is open to the world?
"It's not the caged that's keeps him or her
lock but himself is".
And for the Ants I know they must be
shaking in the homes of their dirt holes,
Tapping foot is an earth quake a storm
to them,
Today I almost triped on a rock walking
Observing everything
To look around, then laugh, shaking head to self saying nobody cares.
-ashespoetry
