Not Yet Ready

just a little bit of singing, just for a little bit of fun

little girl in coldness, longing for the sun

little bit of hope, little bit of love 

soul bright as starlight, spirit high as doves

little bit of hate, little bit of dark

smoke from a sultry fire near the park

confused lovers entangled on a bench

thirsting for different things each other cannot quench

once the dark is over

once the new day has begun

she walks home

alone

cold once more

to brave the whirling winds 

of surviving

Reviews

[Saddam]

little bit of hate, little bit of dark
smoke from a sultry fire near the park
confused lovers entangled on a bench
thirsting for different things each other cannot quench.

A very lovely piece dear. Well planned dear...

[Savannah Bly]

"little bit of hate, little bit of dark
smoke from a sultry fire near the park"

A beautiful write.The imagery is amazing and fresh. Great job!

[Mandy Rose]

Thank you!!!