Melting snow
People in the cars
Are like the fishermen on the boats
Rivers instead of the roads.
Melting snow,
We're watching the show
Through the puddles
With gray sky below.
Wet leafes in the parks
Are flying through our hearts
Silance istead of the words.
melting forces
Me to melt with the snow
I am the water
With your steps below.
Dead birds on the roofs
Are falling into the cold.
New ones unstead of the old.
Slowly spring
Is washing my sins.
The beginning
Of what will begin.
A new day -
It will just repair.
I'm a fisherman in the rain
With new pain unstead of the old pain.
Melting time.
I'm keeping my line
Through the nowhere
With nothing behind.
The pulse in my neck
Is going and going on
Your hends will tell me how long.
Melting snow -
keep us still we grow.
We're spreading puddles
With pure love below.
Melting Snow
© Copyright: Легенда Осень, 2010
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It is a remarkable verse.There is much philosophy and sense in it. At least, I find it in the verse.Thanks for your creative literary piece.
Светлана Барашко 30.04.2010 14:46 • Заявить о нарушении
Светлана Барашко 30.04.2010 14:46 • Заявить о нарушении