The Curve - Changing Shape

'Curve' signifies the smile, or to be specific the shape of it.

I wake up when the sun comes,
and so does the desperation,
to rise up and realize the dreams,
I jump off the bed with expectation.

I walk through the door,
in the eternal glow,
with the curve at its peak,
and riding on the floor.

The sun rises up to the face,
the day starts taking its shape,
and the curve struggles,
to stay at its place.

By the moment the fire moves,
to the top of the head,
the curve gets weak and looses,
all the power that it had.

When the sun starts burning the back,
gravity beats the curve and the head,
the brain starts searching the sack,
to find the missing piece of puzzle...
I wish I had.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

One thing that amuses me is your evident lack of holding yourself back in words, a most stirring piece, well done, good read.

[Coyote Poetry]

I know the feeling of this poem. I seem to be back-tracking trying to find my thoughts and mind. I like the flow and the purpose of this poem. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Rene Velez]

stunning and a pleasant insightful read

[Sahar moonlight]

Very interesting piece of art!
The idea was very unique and expressed so nicely!
Great one

[Demi Rose]

thought this twas magically delicious. =^.^= Purrrfect!

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

Well this is new. I don't think I've seen anything from you in quite a while, my friend.
And this a great start off to not seeing anything. I like the first stanza the best because it is quite a great introduction to a poem.
Seems we all need that missing puzzle piece, right? You'll find them one day. Just wait for it and I promise you will. :)
And never give up hope.

I liked this piece. (:
-Marie Riorden-