Everyone is busy

 

When you are restless and dim

When you tend to fly high,

My sweet lazy crazy soul

Swaying across the sky.

 

Your shameless painless surrender of freedom

That is now mine,

Let me swallow part of your venom

Let me shed some more of those sunshine.

 

When you count your fruits of life

At the solitude path of thee,

Before breaking your soul into pieces, dear friend

For once, do remember me.

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

Whoa! heavy but breathtaking.
Nice work.

[Amila Jay]

When you count your fruits of life
At the solitude path of thee,
Before breaking your soul into pieces, dear friend
For once, do remember me.

Excellent write :))

[allie_arrowz]

ooh! i like this a lot!

[Allie]

This poem puts me in a very dark place and happy place at the same time. I love your choice of words. Very lovely.

[Manpreet]

Lovely work!

[Pax]

nice.

[Cathy Wattam]

A very nice poem. A couple of lines need slight grammatical changes but otherwise, I really enjoyed this. Lovely ending too.

[Vijay]

nyc one man.
Before breaking your soul into pieces, dear friend
For once, do remember me.
perfect way to end.

[Elisabeth]

honest work..nice..

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

When you count your fruits of life

At the solitude path of thee,

Before breaking your soul into pieces, dear friend

For once, do remember me.


Very nice to read. Best lines with appropriate wordings. It gives manifolded thinking. With regards.