062410a Stillness Of Breath Poem by Manonton Dalan

062410a Stillness Of Breath



my hands are empty i sigh
so as my heart i will die
staring at clouds no help
overcast has taken all
i sit on greenish of grass
thinking how happy it was

my stories fading colors
pass by eyes and ardors
fleeting wind by my feet
butterfly's swift wings i felt
touch my chest hasten breath
am like flower about to wilt

Thursday, June 24, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly,staring
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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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