From where I stayed hidden,
Below the salubrious undergrowth
Growing and growing as the dandelions dried,
Onto the deep and dark brown under.
I submerged as a root,
Clenching to what seemed as a bottomless journey
To what seemed like a dark eternity,
Punctured to the hard, solid particles.
Rigid as I looked,
To protect my leaves above,
That was opened to the cruel world—
My whole span was to stand.
I may've been invisible to most of you,
But I just laid down here, carrying my foes
I may be just a root that sticks through the penetrable Earth—
But who cares? I still served the purpose.
YOU ARE READING
Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
