Sometimes She Flies

Restoration

Sometimes She Flies

She lies amongst the flowers that bloom by day
Amidst whispering leaves kissed by the midday sun
Her heart dances to the tunes of the afternoon breeze
Sometime she smiles.

She stares up at the ceiling in the middle of the night.
Wondering, the heavy load she bears, trying to make it work out.
Bread for today and a stumbling block tomorrow.
Sometimes she cries.

She trudges along the weary path called life.
Unkind words that wounds eternal, tearing her up.
Alone and unknown, a haunting, distant memory
Sometimes she hurts.

She gently whispers sweet nothings into the stars.
Dancing along the brook by the Springs blossoms
Holding hands with a shyness of an enchanted doe
Sometimes she loves

She whizzes along the floor like a warrior maid (and she is).
A spoon her weapon as she churns oils, vegetables, spices and meat.
A Full dosage of love with her every curry.
Sometimes she cooks.

But sometime she flies

She soars into the unknown, leaving every cares, worries behind.
Here she is happiest, flying through space, letting herself go.
Sweeping the wind off its feet, ecstasy.
Wandering through time, lost horizons, her own world.
Yes sometimes she flies....

If only I knew.. what time.

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

This is such a good poem, it is full of love and beauty, pain, heartbreak and every line is perfect to me.. I enjoyed this one, Aleho, very good work.

Hope the time becomes known as to when she flies then maybe two can fly together..I like this part : She whizzes along the floor like a warrior maid (and she is).
The and she is.. goes well. This sounds like a poem for a lover or maybe even a mother.

Chloe
xoxo

[Jaime Luthe]

I definitely like the last stanza the most!

"She soars into the unknown, leaving every cares, worries behind.
Here she is happiest, flying through space, letting herself go.
Sweeping the wind off its feet, ecstasy.
Wandering through time, lost horizons, her own world.
Yes sometimes she flies.... "

BEAUTIFUL! Absolutely in tune with your spirit. WAY 2 GO!

PEACE n INK

[Rosesonmygrave]

I like it, the way it started and the way it ended. She seems to be someone a hard working girl can relate to......

Full of emotions and feelings...... smiles, cries, hurts, love, cooks (?) and then she flies........
Every curry , i presume means every experience of life????????

Beautiful, the way it ends........... "Yes sometimes she flies" ........... Isn't life beautiful?

[Touché Armada]

Hey there my friend,
This is truely beautiful you do know that right? Yes you do I know you do.
This was simple but not, simple in your wording, complex in it's feeling.
That comes across here, and its very very hert felt.
Take care in your travels. =)
Peace

[Ruby Moon]

mmm...i think i like the last stanza the most...
"She soars into the unknown, leaving every cares, worries behind.
Here she is happiest, flying through space, letting herself go.
Sweeping the wind off its feet, ecstasy.
Wandering through time, lost horizons, her own world.
Yes sometimes she flies.... "

but then life is not always like that,
life is full of smiles and tears and hurt and love and sometimes pure bliss(i am guessing that is what the flying stands for)
life is not prefect, nor is it full of joy,
it is a mixture of good and bad (according to each's individual views of course)
but that is what makes life interesting
~.^
will be waiting for whenever you feel like writing

[Reinaldo Gotierrez]

Great!