Girls are running in green fields
In their floral dresses
Feeling summer breeze
Upon their rosy cheeks
They feel free
They are free
Away from thirsty lips
Away from ephemeral trysts
I'm running home to me
And nothing of them
Obstructs my view of the sea
Of the suburbs and my city
I love now everything about me
I paint and I write
I take pictures of the sky
I see my dreams in real light
I feel the sun
Warming my once cold heart
A kind of loneliness
Only one who cherishes it ,
Can feel it
Now not a single scar
Can wound my spirit
Girls are running
But no fear forces them away
Just the smell of freedom
Lulls them softly
And lifts them
From needless feats
To branches of trees
To happiness' shrieks
Hand in hand
They head towards the sun
Towards greener lands
And at the hill's precipice
They hug and they kiss
"To meet again" they all wish
And they part ways
For in life they see
Finding oneself
Is one woman's deed
Till they meet again
They meet to go back
At the hill's precipice
Where they once ran
So carelessly
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Author:
Neilton (
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- Category: Love
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- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Katie B.
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Comments2
Neilton this poem is lovely and carries with it those feelings of freedom, whether an illusion or real. Its messages are various and like a tree branch from the main trunk each with its leaves and flowers. Very nicely composed it has the freedom it proposes with rhyme and free verse merged. Loved it my friend and a fave
Your comment truly moved me soren ! Yes it's actually an illusion with a bit of truth ! Thank you for your kind words they made my day 🙏
Most welcome Neilton
This poem has a lot of wonderful energy. It seems to be a breaking free story that resonates with me. So well written.
Exactly!! Im glad this resonates with you ! Thank you for the support and comment!!!
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