Poetry by me

ThoughtS

Rivers flow through the forest, taking the wind
As the air only gets thinned
Tracks getting washed away by the trickling rain
As each season makes its own stain
Causing through grass leaves trees
Through the mid summers eaves
The swaying of the cloud follow through
As the old smell becomes brand new
I want to run bare feet through the mud
I see a snake, but turns out to be a dud
The birds chirping their way to their homes
The flowers are rich with colors not on the board
A shiny path shows itself to me like a sharp, shiny sword
The sun glistens on my deficient skin
As I start to feel alive within
A small campfire. I smell from a far
Lingers on my clothes take the grossness from hot tar
I looked at the sky and noticed the stars
The little planets, mercury, Pluto and Mars
The little constellations being brought up in conversations
And from the dark abyss, he appears
And not a a thing comes across in my fears
His heaven, like eyes, looking at me with love
As I turn from looking up above
My gay met his and his met mine
And I knew from then on
I jnew my life had something to shine