Lulu_D

How do I celebrate? 

How do I cheer 

with masses of people?

How do I celebrate freedom,

knowing only half of me was set free today?

Poems are my eyes

Windows to a soul, Body, Mind

A new worldview

The sun sets over the ocean.

The wind blows through my hair.

Voices float on the breeze.

I wonder, sometimes

What the world

Could've been like

If human's had not

Destroyed it.

I wonder about

Every step

Is welcomed to the ground

With crunching of brown leaves

And gravel.

Every breath

Meets its owner

Missing someone is a funny thing, so simple a concept yet so complex in its effects.

For me, missing you is listening to your favorite music because you are not there to play it.