I feel like writing a spontaneous poem right now, so I will. Something I said earlier to my friend Kevin in FIRC about windows will serve as a basis. Who knows where it will end up? No editing. Rough me, splattered out into a poem. Here we go!
I love windows.
I hate windows.
I don't feel trapped when that light shines through
Little squares of sunshine
Brightening up the dreariness of the mind
Seeing all the buildings, people cars
I feel I can melt
Melt through the window
Become part of the world
I look through the window
I feel trapped
When I see the world
So much life
So much potential
And I'm like a bird in a cage
Where are they going?
I want to find out
These bars of glass
Can't keep me here
Can keep me here
I want to jump
To go
Reach out
Words stronger than steel hold me back
In the back of my mind
Like a flickering candle
I know the rules
So I turn away from the window
And grasp onto that sunlight
That is my only connection
To the outside world
....ok. Cool. That didn't turn out so horrible....but then again I haven't read it yet! Comment, por favor. I'd like to know how cool/amazing/moving/suckish my poem was. Appreciated!
