Where there is no harm

 

Ashen crows Migrating in the back of my mind Where the clouds are silver And the trees are dim And you are barely real I am covered in cloaks  Of irony Sighing breaths Shattered in lightness Soundless  I press my hand ever so gently Against the glass mirror And figure my eyes are more than  Just brown Holding pinnacles And memory Where golden fields fly When the wind is steady And I am still Hold me steadily So that I can hide my face In your arms Where there is no harm...

 

Reviews

[StatAnimalLover]

I love it, it's so beautiful and easy to relate to!!

[Christopher.Holmberg]

Very deep write

Hold me steadily
So that I can hide my face
In your arms
Where there is no harm...

excellent stanza , very indentifiable, sums up the composition.
i like your work , thankyou for the pleasant reads. :)