A pessimist's nature

Beyond these few panes of glass

Is a world just waiting to be explored

She realised as she sat on the window sill

It had all been ignored

The clouds were no longer pure and white

They had been replaced with billows of smoke

The wind was shrieking in anger

As it tortured a single oak tree

The sun appeared no longer

Once blazing with a fiery passion

It had illuminated the paths of many

Now, its light extinguished.  Darkness prevailed.

Birds that used to chirp and sing

No longer graced the sky

Flowers that were caressed by the wind's embrace

Existed no more.

Reviews

[muzlamicrayguns]

Once again this brings the image of pride and prejudice to my mind. I like how it highlights the little things that make life beautiful. It illustrates how the transgression into pessimism is a gradual process that begins by blurring out the little things an optimist would value, until one day it just leaves a really blank, bleak image of life overall. It captures a really clear image of the mind frame of a pessimistic person. It's something a person who once had a pessimistic outlook on life could catch up on.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Indeed, aren't we all of this opinion at some stage, a well written piece.

[ba_mcfarlane]

You have quite the way of putting one smack in the midle of your emotion...TY

[Wendy Seames Garner]

This sounds like my winter, when I'm yearning for spring and summer.

[luna11]

Wow.
Great poem.
This is a negative way of looking at things, but it's true.
:D

[Dr Ayaz chandio]

Sad......and sometimes a fact of life . this one is touching though.