A Forest JourneyA Poem by maypoemLost and found
A man in leather smokes his heaven,
crying for forgiveness, having his ambitions. Every deer and every tree can sense his agony. The scene will soon be clear for him, he will have his victory. The time is passing by, he wouldn't let us die, on a mountain high. To reach the highest point. To be the nature's guide. Meanwhile i'm here cutting my roots, there's nothing i regret about. There's something that i left behind, that i never felt before I'm here on my own, I can't ignore the concern i hold. Stronger then every tree, frightened from unknown movements. The magic of the forest will guide me back inside. Only the air can lead me back to my home. His green eyes reflects this open lovely space, and though i'm lost, I would like to stay here close.
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StatsAuthormaypoemTel Aviv, IsraelAboutHello all, My name is May, I'm a singer and a writer. I adore rock music, jazz and world wide music. I take inspiration from life and believe in self conciseness. Enjoy. more..Writing
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