I looked to the sky to see what was lost.
To see the white dove in the sky.
Not bright enough to know what I let go of.
But bright enough to not watch it die.
I break listening to bird's songs of sorrow
Waiting for them to end, waiting for tomorrow.
No one noticed before, every single day,
That everything that passes,
Is slowly decaying away.
When everything turns to ashes,
We won't notice it in the air.
Although we continue inhaling,
Lungs are screaming in despair.
Such a sad Tragedy.
Nice, it has a good message. At first I didn't get the rhyme scheme but it got better and developed a nice rythm to it. The line "I break when listening to birds song of sorrow" really got to me and it just got better from there.
I thought of this as something of a diary entry of a homeless girl...but I see her world as a white and forzen country, yet to her it's always a burning flame. I was listening to Coma White by Marilyn Manson while reading this...it just seemed to fit into the theme and all of the imagery that came to mind for me. This kind of downward spiral of someone's mind or life that the person cannot control...the dove thing at the beginning symbolizes purity to me...I found this ironic because of the tragedy that goes on throughout the rest of the poem. Then you say that it is not bright enough to know what you let go of. Purity and ignorance...maybethings would be much cleaner or better if we didn't know all that we know. Intelligence can sometimes be really messy.