Dancing clouds, the sky their playground
No limit stirs their journey, no binds bound;
Enjoying life and flying free.
We upon earth gaze in wonder
Unknowingly terrified, ignorantly scared
Unbeknowest to how our fellows faired
Among their playground of sky and thunder.
Their frolicking spirals we misunderstood
We armed for battles, firing arrows
Striking down their happiness, handing them sorrows
Our joy, their melancholy, it was and is understood.
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Um. Yeah. ^^U rather cut short, isn't it?
My poetry teacher gave us an assignment - five poems, two of them must rhyme and one must be an entire metaphor.
Oy.
So here's the metaphor, I'm not exactly how much that applies, but it's the best I've got. (Due tomorrow- ye gods!)
Sometime later I'll put up my first attempts at free-verse.
And yeah, this one sucks.
~Sumi
