Winds Of Change
All of my poems are about death, suicide, love, vampires…I'd be so thankful if the people who read my poems left a comment about them…So that I could have an idea if my work is good enough.. Thanks
Winds of change caress my face
Colors fade in empty space
Mist appears, to mark the forbidden place
Disappearing without a single trace
Confusion reigns, trying to find
Familiar ground to ease my mind
Everything is swirling fast
Something recognized is not haunting past
Longing, yearning, stop the ride
Let me leave, follow the tide
Take me to my comfort zone
This brave new world is not my home
Movements settle, shadows firm
The world stops spinning, corner turned
My suspicions are confirmed
Where I am is what I earned
Colors fade in empty space
Mist appears, to mark the forbidden place
Disappearing without a single trace
Confusion reigns, trying to find
Familiar ground to ease my mind
Everything is swirling fast
Something recognized is not haunting past
Longing, yearning, stop the ride
Let me leave, follow the tide
Take me to my comfort zone
This brave new world is not my home
Movements settle, shadows firm
The world stops spinning, corner turned
My suspicions are confirmed
Where I am is what I earned
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