My immortalA Poem by CherryBlossomGirlSo many songs inspired me to look deep inside...
Rose on the floor, spattered with wine. In this dark room, where I stand, From above, it looks like blood of mine. I lean down, and take it with my hand. Here, where I stand…
I slowly rip petal by petal,
And how one by one turns to feather, Having the shining of an angel love. Watching, from above…
Then I felt something inside of me,
Growing so fast, trying to get out! It covered my skin, making me see, How I became free, without a single shout. Free, while getting out…
I wanted to speak, but I’ve heard a roar.
And my hands, they were covered with black lines. I felt no fear…Not anymore. I felt a power that my mind and heart combines! Power, with those black lines…
Oh, the weakness…No! Where the power go?!
So sudden I was on my knees, On the ground, in the wine, I felt so low. I thought nothing could my pain ease! Nothing, while on my knees…
I closed my eyes, with hands in my hair,
When I heard music going through my head. “Soldier of fortune”, I heard: “Beware”. And everything around me turned to red. I heard it, in my head…
“Like a sound of a windmill going round”
I knew that melody, it opened my eyes. It helped me found my new bound. I felt again I should try to reach the skies. I knew, it opened my eyes…
I was on my feet again, standing in the room,
There was no dark anymore. The melody in my head made me assume: We are all both poor and the mighty roar. Yes, no dark anymore…
This path of life is good, tho’ it has so many door… © 2008 CherryBlossomGirlAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 27, 2008 Last Updated on August 27, 2008 AuthorCherryBlossomGirlAboutMy passions are: music, drawing, writing and roller blading. All those things relaxes me. Music is present in all other three segments. When i draw, write or ride... Music is my inspiration. I speak.. more..Writing
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