(I wrote this late last night... It's a lost more freeform than most of the poetry I write. I'd be interested in hearing any comments on it, if you have any.)
A Fallen Tree
If a tree falls in a forest
But no one is there to hear it
Does it matter?
There is no one to hear me now...
Tell it like it is
If only I knew
What it was
Again
Silence is golden
So they say
But not all that glitters is gold
And I am no rich man now
A time for joy, a time for love
A time for hate, a time for sorrow
What happened to my time?
Too late, it's gone
Still we live and learn
So why mistakes repeated?
We hope and yearn
But hopeless still
Happy, cheerful, fun and free
Is not what I am
Sad, depressed, lost and lonely
Is not either
Absence
What once was
But will never be
A shadow of a shadow, in the sun
Maybe that's how it is for me
After all
EDIT: Changed the topic title, now that I actually gave the poem a title *laugh*
A Fallen Tree
If a tree falls in a forest
But no one is there to hear it
Does it matter?
There is no one to hear me now...
Tell it like it is
If only I knew
What it was
Again
Silence is golden
So they say
But not all that glitters is gold
And I am no rich man now
A time for joy, a time for love
A time for hate, a time for sorrow
What happened to my time?
Too late, it's gone
Still we live and learn
So why mistakes repeated?
We hope and yearn
But hopeless still
Happy, cheerful, fun and free
Is not what I am
Sad, depressed, lost and lonely
Is not either
Absence
What once was
But will never be
A shadow of a shadow, in the sun
Maybe that's how it is for me
After all
EDIT: Changed the topic title, now that I actually gave the poem a title *laugh*
