Like the leaves from a tree
Like dandelion seeds
Like the clouds in the sky
Oh, how I wish to fly that high
Like kites gliding, light
Like birds taking flight
Like the paper planes, they soar
As I watch them on board
Like snowflakes in a storm
Like tumbleweeds taking form
Like the particles of dust
Lifted and carried away by gusts
Like flags standing proud
Like the ashes on the ground
Like spiderwebs, weightless mass
Landing graciously on the brass
I wish to be taken
For I'll always be forsaken
Take me with the wind
Before I give up and rescind.
*Truekindredspirits*
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THE TRUTH LIES WITHIN - a book of poetic honesty
Poetry"THE TRUTH LIES WITHIN" is a book filled with poems i've written throughout my life, begging to be seen by someone. Sometimes, the truth can only be conveyed in a certain way. Each piece is personal work, any resemblances or similarities to any othe...
