Frozen flakes falling down,
from the cold ceiling far above this town.
Solidified substance from around the world
Nature gathered her fluids, being the mother of earth
Feeding her children when they spill tiny droplets full,
of emotions different from day to day.Crystalized in different shapes, only heatless white left behind
from parts of the once blue oceans and transparent lakes.
Dripping from the stalactites formed high up,
suspended into the open air, no way to ever get back up.I stared at the ceiling when flakes began to fall,
would it be possible to take them all?A glacial wind grabbed my body
and there I sat frozen solid like a statue of society.
Only warm droplets finding they're way to the ground,
tickling my skin when all went at once.
But the cold ones stuck, like the spectrum of feelings felt by one,
when winter found it's way into the summery days.Let winter collide with spring, because water should be warm.
Triggering feelings of happiness, when tickling your silky soft skin.
The beauty of snowflakes, lays in the thing you create with them.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[EN] Next poem will be posted on monday, (and a new chapter of Chasing Ghosts) because I'm going on vacation to England :D #StoneHenge
[NL] Het volgende gedicht (evenals een nieuw hoofdstuk van Chasing Ghost) word vandaag gepost, aangezien ik naar Engeland ga :D #StoneHenge
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Poëzie: Blooming for Eternity [EN/NL]
ПоэзияWelcome to the world of poems, where I mostly write Dutch poems. If you're speaking English and not Dutch like me, there are a few poems which are English. They have [EN] in the title, if you want to know anything just PM me and I will translate the...