Empty Swing

• Artist: Russian Artist
• Description: This was actually a sonnet I wrote for a poetry project at school. When I got it back he told me that it really captured the soul of what my theme was, depression, sadness, and loss of ones self.
• Date: 01/01/2009
• Tags: winter

The wind picks up, sending leaves scurrying
The woods are silent, full of shadows and secrets
Snow begins to fall, soft then flurrying
He did not understand, why he had so many regrets
But through the blizzard he veiwed a swing
Small and empty, lonely and forgotten
Seeing this swing, showed sadness to bring
The rope was molded and the wood was rotten
But there it hung, old and weak
Moving gently in the breeze and catching snow
He moved to it closer, his body tired and meek
His hands grabbed the rope, to show that he did know
The swing was a friend that he left long ago
When he layed down and died in the unforgiving snow

Comments

[Starlight_Miss]

It's really good. 5/5. Please rate back.

[Metalhead drummer person]

I liked it very much. 5/5