Tid Bit Poet

Tid Bit Poet

Saturday 21 June 2014

The Fall Flight.



I was cautious
but I stumbled
I was watchfull
but I tripped
I was optimistic
and I fell over

breeze against my cheeks
my hair being ruffled
with each passing moment
traversing greater distance
cherishing every moment
loved the flight

only to be broken
by the bottom of the
bottomless pit

thought it was just a halt
cause I couldn’t see a fault
unaware uncaught
I din know how to sort
I scrambled
I screamed
I pleaded
I screeched
at the bottom of the pit
unheard
unseen
I still stand here
ignored and cold!
ignored and cold!