Before Me

2 choices in life, always 2 choices

Before me is an old shipwreck

Waiting for complete erosion

He sailed the mighty seas

But it was meant as irony

 

Before me is a yellow bird

Singing a happy melody

He sings of the love he’s shared

But longs to still be heard

 

Before me is a reflection

Revealing a portrait of contradiction

I cry tears of yearning needs

While delight in what my soul feeds

 

Reviews

[Adam Adams]

It makes me writing tis: "The soul always feeds love to heart & the heart feeds its own very contradiction of soul." Very interesting poetry!

[Alani]

Thanks Adam! We are a species of contradiction!

[Adam Adams]

You're welcome!
Yes, of course, we are &.. only the appearance of love can remove it for good but not exactly.

[Alani]

haha.. that was a contradiction in itself :)

[Adam Adams]

You got it. (Very clever)

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

You made me thought again...its really very nice!

[Alani]

Do you mean I made you think again?

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Yes with the start of line that's Before me....