Hollow Thoughts

Hollow thoughts Chapter 34 - My Meadow

The world was once a meadow,

Crisp, sweet and gleeful

I would frolic blissfully unaware,

getting my eyeful

Then, as if summer came

and brush fires began,

My world, charred, ashes of my dead dreams

This was what was left of all the land

Ashes came downlike snow

The world became black and sad

Feeling detached and depressed is what I came to know

I lost all the euphoria I had

Every now and then a flower dared to bloom,

The colour was welcomed.

yet something always burned it too soon

I was still left in the gravel

Until one day I decided,

I'm going to become happy even if it kills me,

I knew very well what it wanted

but I would not drown by the sea

Agonizingly slowly cheered up

One flower after the other and same for the blades of grass

The tightness in my chest depleted as

I watched the sand in the hourglass

Working on my meadow had been rough,

Spring must came

and decided I had had enough

My meadow was almost the same

The world was once a meadow,

Crisp, sweet and gleeful

I truly wanted get back

I want one last eyeful

I had one last poem in my book, so why not?

Stay beautiful,

~GU