Nature

Mon, 01/05/2015 - 14:21 -- Rex

Location

Thoughts come fast,

Words come slow,

It’s difficult to express one self,

Without truly knowing yourself,

Given names by others,

 But not finding a name for myself,

An equation with missing variables,

Only completed by the simple mask of a smile,

But even in the murkiest of water,

Does one discover a beautiful yet miss-understood creature,

Illuminated by rays of light that trespass its obstruction,

A radioactive demon/monster that is given adoration,

Yet he comes in many forms,

But only two surpass the others; to make him.

A tall tree, one that moves with the winds rhythm; constantly loud; rarely quiet,

A tree that sees/ feels its environment but that tunes in passion & continues its disturbance,

A tree that declares recklessness & rough love.

Then there’s a cactus; tall and earthbound,

A still organism that is extremely underestimated,

That even in the harshest of environments did it adapted,

Embracing its surrounding with its pointy needles,

Hidden within one of its greatest secretes; water,

A balance, making things neutral.

Overall a ying-yang of fire & water,

Hidden by the mist it creates,

A mist in a form of a smile,

So plain,

 Yet so beautiful

So destructive,

Yet so peaceful.      

Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741