With my head in the clouds.A Poem by Carlton RollePlease visit the website below to view the full piece. http://soadioh.com/2014/04/18/with-my-head-in-the-clouds/With my head in the clouds, I look on....
Waiting for the time to release. When the tides are returning. Coastal paths of barren love is washed with adornment. The nature of my nurture swoons with ease. Pure breathe was given on the last exchange. And needles stung after. As blood returned, gasps turned whirls. Of secret fleeting times.
Wonder whether the skies will come down? Or will I continue higher? Beseeched with many thoughts. As the world is nearly down. Surely I mustn't alter. My destiny is awakening. And I must be true. It's a self-oxidizing belief. Cleanse to be free. Fly off or dig deep?
Towards of sea of blue. Gliding in directions of happy moments. Foremost arches never huddle. They tend to leave a wake. The dream is in the angle. Study the motion that pulls this ocean. And one will surely cry.
I soar. Observing the sky ahead. Away from the hardship and failing structure. Empires gleaming brightly in the distance. Pluming the notions with hopes and cares. No time to lay around. Passionate for a different tomorrow.
As the light collides, the dark blackens. Debating the gap in the roaming river. Foreshadows of fate erode my senses. Our destiny is meant to be shed. Spent on collecting and depositing. The souls of forces bound to stir feelings. Embrace the sensation. © 2014 Carlton Rolle |
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Added on April 30, 2014 Last Updated on April 30, 2014 AuthorCarlton RolleNew York City, NYAboutI write because I must. Keeping towards a way to seek the message. Something that we all need, trust, and love. To speak an existence. To understand something's life. To work on hope and companio.. more..Writing
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