Grounded

Grounded

A Poem by Inda

Grounded

 

The sound of your voice

stuck in my head.

It was your choice,

you chose freedom instead.

Bartender’s my best friend

till the night comes to an end.

Time laughs at me,

but just wait and see

how I’ll turn it around.

Right now I’m up in the air;

caught up in what was unfair,

but soon my feet will touch the ground.

© 2013 Inda


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Yes :) this is grounded. As that sound of her voice stuck to your head,
You became the black bird, of anger, on your ending ;-) I feel you smell her
around each corner of fate...

And then your ending, you root again, you calm again... wow, brilliant.

- Elisa

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Inda

11 Years Ago

Thank you Elisa, glad you understood this so well. :)

11 Years Ago

You're most welcome, I love your writes! :D



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Yes :) this is grounded. As that sound of her voice stuck to your head,
You became the black bird, of anger, on your ending ;-) I feel you smell her
around each corner of fate...

And then your ending, you root again, you calm again... wow, brilliant.

- Elisa

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Inda

11 Years Ago

Thank you Elisa, glad you understood this so well. :)

11 Years Ago

You're most welcome, I love your writes! :D

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Inda
Inda

miami, FL



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