i am Poem, by plutoyo, at My poetic side

i am a concept you can not begin to grasp

i am the spot on your ceiling

that your eyes somehow always drift to

i am the moment you realize it was a mistake

i am the sky when every cloud is in the right place

and every color seems to be calm

and every teenage girl’s heart beats faster

because she doesn’t want to miss the chance

to capture this

but clouds move and colors change

i am a free spirit

that you can not control

BRIAN & ANGELA April 23rd, 2016 16:29
HI PLUTOYO (great name !) welcome to My Poetic Side. Thanks for a lovely penned enigmatic first poem - excellent. Because we are "free spirits" clouds do move and colors do change - nothing is ever the same as it was ! Thanks for sharing - BRIAN

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