Still Poem by Ayesha iSha

Still



The clock
Tick tocks
Earth revolves
Moon wanes and waxes
Stars scintillate
Birds chirp
Flowers blossom
Seasons change
People move on
Their hearts beat
Souls gleeful
Minds flourish
Only I’m still

Thursday, January 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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