Another Path

Inspiration struck wile i was walking today here ya go

The air is in a silent chill

The rain falling in a slow mist

Holding to the threads of my coat

Breath fades like the past, a cloud of mist  

 

Dead leaves on the path under foot

A world almost grey this path

Under the weeping trees above

  This place almost brings a cold wrath

 

A tree who shade I once did used

A bench now alone, only dew

But not alone these memories

This place holding the past of two

 

Strange it does feels to be back

Alone this time no one else near

I shuffle on hands in pockets

Along I go no hand held near

 

Memories that I once held dear

Now simply a path that I walk

Meaning lost with the time and rain

I have become numb to this pain

But a new flame sparked in me

No longer do I hold on now

The rain also brings new meaning

No longer do I question how

 

Something broke has now been made new

A feeling put in me by you

No idea now where this goes

 Where I go now I have no clue

Reviews

[N!LoC]

oh wow! i also have this poem that i wrote after being inspired by a "walk"..

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/niloc/1117773/

this is a very classy read :-)

[N!LoC]

and i was referring to your poem .. not mine... lol

[Brandon Wilson]

Right, thank you.