In this stormy day From light to eternal darkness. I was here, watching those who stayed Thought, loving you One to remember the past One to forget the future And none to take advantage of the present.
I like the depth of this poem. It takes us into the inner eye and the view that we see while perched upon the edge between the living and memory. You captured alot in a few short lines and did so with an amazing flow of well crafted words.
Does it matter?
I'm probably the only portuguese here, so.. I'm 20 and I just write poetry. The rest is history.
I have a blog. Check it out, if you read portuguese. more..