Paper Scraps

I've been busy with school lately so I'm glad I was able to have time to put some of my work up.

There are times I pass through like paper scraps on worned out roads

Lacking the heart of what I once dreamt of long ago

Summer warmth escaped out this window for all left alone

Never did I long for someone quite like you before

Voices parade through my ears like tunnels of passing days

Whispering to me haughty words of passionate dreams

And the drifting blooms of autumn pleads

Blind yet set on grassy afternoons with love to greet

Our bodies rot like roses in winter beginnings

Naked eyes glances the frost blessing our homes

Dew in springtime promises life to me

Quilts left aside for embrace on lips so sweet

Time is my father calling for me

I can hear the singing across the sea

Rushing to me in misplaced dreams

Your smile will keep me close sitting where ever you may be

Author's Note

I've been working on this for a while. Oh and constructive criticism like always.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Great write man, I really like "voices parade through my ears like tunnels of passing days" awesome wording right there.

[No use.]

i enjoy deep longings very mmuch, so naturally i soaked myself with this one. it very much captures the writhing emotions of yearnings and that which time will only unravel and set forth or never

[Kiari Sabon]

i have nothing bad to say about this its very good

[Kenneth The Poet]

Great work, so I really can't deconstruct this. You did well.

[AlieahRose]

THIS IS VERY GOOD...
I LIKED HOW YOUR SIMILES...
WERE SO CONSISTANT...
REALLY GOOD JOB...