Walking through a meadow
Soon appears a shadow
It's only a shadow of a distant man
One who just can't learn to understand
It only takes one word to offend someone
But they don't realize it
Till tears begin to stroll down a face
Then that one feels hurt and drowned in paste
But when the wind comes back around the face
A soundless wind is with a feel
A soundless wind can be heard
A soundless wind can be smelled
My life's journey comes to close
Wow, this confused me lol.
I think it needs a little help in explaining it, even if its just a few lines at the end, or better not try add in lines to help it more, to make it stand out.
the flow was good at times but seemed a bit forced at times, and you have no idea how happy I am to find a poem of yours that isn't f**king excellent its a releif to know your human lol