Oh Sweet SorrowA Poem by Livana LowellThis was my FIRST poem EVER & it scared the living daylights out of everybody! It's not a horror, but this was how I felt & I didn't know why.These winter winds have wrapped around my heart making it shiver in slowing beats And as a flower in the snow, my soul seemed to have whithered and crumpled upon icy grounds, bending and leaning, wanting support, thirsting for love and only about to break by tears that deceive my eyes It has surrendered in the war of reality And I long for the spring light, looking up to clouds that reject my longing, my desire Oh, sweet sorrow, cruel and harsh, you make it cease, make it stop, I demand But like the clouds You reject me also I despise this frozen world so much that my hatred appears to warm me up Once ago it had glowing rays and flowers that danced in winds not so cold Once ago there had been living waters free of ice that now binds it in chains so now the living waters has ceased to breathe Once ago there had been a sun that smiled upon such lands and smiled brightly Oh sweet sorrow why do you not smile like the sun Why do you not allow the waters to breathe Why must these flowers, innocent, die in their youth Oh sweet sorrow, I understand this happens to many others and I am not the only flower to feel as though she is whithering in the war of reality, friends, mothers, and lovers
Oh sweet sorrow Though I have crumpled I shall not sink into the snow I shall not disappear So, you winds, blow your might I know I will see those spring rays someday Under morose clouds and sweet sorrow rejecting my hope, they cannot kill the hope that has warmed me more than the hatred I have for this frozen world
© 2011 Livana LowellAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorLivana LowellIminwonderland, TXAboutI'm like a pathless wanderer, always questioning the meaning of every petal upon a rose, every sun ray that shines against my skin. I soak in silence most of the times because I am captured by walls.. more..Writing
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