The innocence within a child,
The cold wind of many winter's past
Of a time
Of a place
Of two children in love.
//
The lost dreams of warmth and tranquility
Are simply deep in the wound
Behind the scar and bound in the blood
Coursing through his veins
Is a love so deep that one can only see
For a moment in life.
//
Two kids that believed in love,
But didn't see it coming.
Lived in the moment and never let go.
//
Things were not made to last forever.
Each girl can't compare to her.
It tears and stabs the will of his soul.
The valor covered by a memory.
The knight is gone
And the sun shines again.
//
For everyone else,
It was too early.
For them,
It was forever.
//
Where did the days go?
The moments about fun and endless laughing.
The times they never thought would end.
The ballad begins and the memories fade to dust.
With scars hidden, the child is no more.
//
Play changed to work.
Breath changed to rasp.
And the lost sight of simplicity
Blinded by task,
Of a boy and a girl.
Past the times of ten,
Beyond the edge of twenty.
Is an empty hole.
//
An absent pain and a familiar feeling.
Brings a faith of endless days
Of running through fields
Under the trees
And in the rain.
With a flower that ran deeper than love
Could ever comprehend.
//
Too young to know.
Too old to understand.
I believe in a time where we shared this bond.
A place in our lives.
A love without love
Within two children
Trying to find each other.
-Milton
The cold wind of many winter's past
Of a time
Of a place
Of two children in love.
//
The lost dreams of warmth and tranquility
Are simply deep in the wound
Behind the scar and bound in the blood
Coursing through his veins
Is a love so deep that one can only see
For a moment in life.
//
Two kids that believed in love,
But didn't see it coming.
Lived in the moment and never let go.
//
Things were not made to last forever.
Each girl can't compare to her.
It tears and stabs the will of his soul.
The valor covered by a memory.
The knight is gone
And the sun shines again.
//
For everyone else,
It was too early.
For them,
It was forever.
//
Where did the days go?
The moments about fun and endless laughing.
The times they never thought would end.
The ballad begins and the memories fade to dust.
With scars hidden, the child is no more.
//
Play changed to work.
Breath changed to rasp.
And the lost sight of simplicity
Blinded by task,
Of a boy and a girl.
Past the times of ten,
Beyond the edge of twenty.
Is an empty hole.
//
An absent pain and a familiar feeling.
Brings a faith of endless days
Of running through fields
Under the trees
And in the rain.
With a flower that ran deeper than love
Could ever comprehend.
//
Too young to know.
Too old to understand.
I believe in a time where we shared this bond.
A place in our lives.
A love without love
Within two children
Trying to find each other.
-Milton
1 comment:
Hey Milton,
I found your blog in a random fit of boredom, then was no longer bored when I discovered your awesome and inspiring poetry.
I love it because it captures simple emotions and puts them into beautiful, flowing words. Your poetry has a kind of flowing, effortless grace. It reminds me of a calm, yet windy day, if that makes any sense whatsoever!
Thanks for posting them all for the world to see! I know you get this a lot, but you're quite good.
-Emily
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