Friday, March 19, 2010

Fallen Leaf

I drew a face...on a dropping leaf
a sketch of someone I know...yet have no clue about
a smile...
that has no owner....
identity lost....
something like a ghost
I wonder when why n whom would fit in that Portrait I’ve drawn
human being yet with no flesh nor bone
someone that fits my soul
someone to be my love my life and all
someone through I could see my life
colourless as it lies on my chest...
hold it to my chest all night long.. and wish for the best...
for me this could be a test
will I succeed...or will I fail like the rest
the rest of us who fight hard to win something
ending up losing everything
I still stand in front of the mirror as I ask
did I fulfill each and every task...
the mirror answers back...
you were going on life's perfect track
it's one way path one shot gun
closing my eyes as I hear a voice...
you are not only a choice
you are a life of being...a picture of seeing
take life step by step till it ends
no angel can stand by as you pretend...
life is too short to accomplish nothing
to your beloved you are something
to yourself you might not be everything
yet inside someone's heard you may be missing
give it a try before it's too late...
too late to see...
stuff the way it should be...
so be free...
to fall off this tree...
as you draw on it's fallen leaf...writing on it your life of happiness....and grief..

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