Inspired by a Chinese poem I read years ago (no kidding, I was first(?) year back then), I like to take the chance to see if I can adapt different verse styles. As you can see, this poem is one full stanza with no cuts. I tried this kind of writing so that I can train myself to change for some time and do other things out of my comfort zone. Well, I quite succeeded in this, but this poem is not my best; what I'm trying to say is that I'm not that very impressed with it, but I like the theme of deep thought (as always) :))
XXXII
ENVIOUS
There are many things
That wishes hold,
That can't unfold
Like a box that sings
Or cries in pain
Till echoes wane
And the world unseen
Where learning dwells
Or moment spells
And a stair has been
Of valued touch
If I had such
But a twist of mind
Can only hope
And never cope
And the reasons bind
With empty air
In great despair
Like a common smile
Where I can see
A book, a tree
And a compact pile
Of paper dolls
And white seagulls
And the coins of gold
Of polished shine
Like crystal wine
That I long to mold
On little hands
Acquire the sands
Or a burning fire
In sheltered bone
And cyclic tone
But all these, admire
When Times do flow
Away they go
And because of Love,
They never did
My story hid
And was sent above
To read the fate
Which was too late
And the book I wrote
Would soon grow old
And never told
While the smallest note
Would still persist
But not exist
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
