Monday, March 29


i am an acrobat
waiting for my turn
slowly and gently releasing
but i grip on tightly once in a while

i am a dreamer
waiting for a goal
slowly and gently reaching out
but i fall back down once in a while

i am a tree
waiting for sunshine
slowly and gently swaying
but i close my eyes once in a while

i am me
waiting for you
slowly and gently loving
but i crumble every time.


micosubosh said...

Nice poem right here! I like the play on non-capitalization. The images are also vivid, which makes me like it even more. :)

janinedelrosario said...

Hi Mico! Thanks :)

I will definitely become a follower of your blog. It's very interesting.