Hey, I'm Greta, I like writing and reading poetry, to improve feel free to give me your word. x |
Curious ears call,
The beckoning path of life...
Turn around and take a look, At what you left...
The muddled foes, Your angry woes...
Catch a glimpse of all the chances that you...
Say goodbye to all your dreams...
Time ticking away this hour,
Moon swept shadows along my face...
Walking through the open skies,
I see you, pass, and say goodbye...
The words that flow out through this darkness,
Always fail to reach the light...
Only at night do I feel you here.
You drift amongst the wind, through my open...
Watching the people wander,
With times I can't remember...
Waiting for the sun
Is like waiting for a lifetime...
Night prowlers of this town,
Have all and nothing to hide...
If life is everything we have, why do we always walk away from something wishing we had said more? |