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The Lovely Sky
by Christopher ShinThe sky is an off
gray color as the cloud
blankets my smile.
I stagger by,
and not in misery.
I enjoy the kisses
as the mist hugs
my frame.
The world loves
me for the brief
moment as I slink out.
As my eyes waken to
world all around me.
I don't need to hide
from the chaos.
My eyes see the world
for the first time
every moment in the
gray, depressing, tragic
sky.
I love it as I hug
my coat and my scarf
that bleeds with black
and gray.
Like my tears and love. 10/17/2009 Posted on 10/17/2009
Copyright © 2024 Christopher Shin
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/17/09 at 10:16 PM Stanza 2 is my fav - especially the part about the kisses as the mist is hugging your frame - splendid image! It is as though you become one with the sky's gray. Thank you. |
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