Contrast

I was the hot summer days

the sun radiating jubilance,

absorbed without sunscreen.

I was the wildflowers dancing

with the cool breeze, 

whiffing past each night,

eyes finally closing.

I was auroral streams

flowing with kin bodies,

the graceful matter,

swift of sand wafting back in

direction of flowing waters.

I was the trees

that sang with the evening 

wind chimes,

clinging xylophones tinkerings.

I was the smile

hitting both cheeks,

crooked teeth showing

with glee.

But now,

I am the winter frost,

chills pricking your skin,

thick apparel to keep me out.

I am the wilting sidewalk weeds

that never leave for long,

eating through your crops

and crawling on your walls.

I am the dessert sand,

caked with hills of hot dust,

useless and unmoving

towards the oasis shade.

I am the concrete pavement,

evolution embalming natural essence,

no space for blithe vibes,

grey melancholy

with a stench of the sewage drain.

I am the frown

creasing for wrinkles 

on your already ashen skin,

teeth too ashamed

to unveil.

        But

I was and I am still me

you said.

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

we are a complicated lot arent we..

and why shouldn't we be.. as complex as life itself is..

your writing never ceases to amaze me, serioulsly..

yeah, what can you do.. people's perceptions aren't always going to the same as our's.. and who would want it be anyway..

amazing talent!

:)

[demureminds]

Thank you (:

[Tai Ryens]

What a sweet ending to this poem~ Change is something that everyone goes through, both consciously and unconsciously, and when seen through someone else's view; it could be quite different. I could not have done anything better myself.

[demureminds]

Thank you! (: