leonard267 wrote...
Revelation wrote...
leonard267 wrote...
Revelation wrote...
Do you guys like this? Should I make more?
By all means. I am not good at reading poetry unless they are written by William McGonagall so I will split hairs and ask what it means. Do you mind explaining what the poem is about?
Basically, it's about someone who is asleep and is being woken up but they don't want to leave the comfort of their bed. May or may not be about most of my weekends :/
Incredibly interesting how you associate freedom with sleep. Have you heard of William McGonagall, I find him inspirational.
Never heard of him, sorry and I looked at the wiki page. Pretty mediocre.
On another note, I got another one for you
The trees rustling,
blown by the wind.
The force that blows
can feel serene,
but also destructive.
Can be cold or warm.
To the trees, just a tool
used to carry their seeds.
So I watch the rustling tree
as the window stares back at me.