Sometimes.

[ZenitYerkes]

Sometimes I look through
the cold glass of a window.
Sometimes I see beyond
the four walls that surround me
Sometimes I dare to let
my mind run free
on an invisible grass that grows
over the ground's concrete.

Sometimes,
I dream of the ancient past
when no building rose on the horizon
and no motor roared;
only silence on the road
could be heard.

Sometimes I can hear
the gentle breeze of May
whispering to my ear its everlasting poem.

Sometimes, I believe
we'd gone the wrong way.

[Fkeu'itan]

Very very beutiful Zenit, I can truly say Oel ngati kameie.

[Human No More]

So true...

[Eltu]

A really beautiful and utterly true poem, ZenitJerkes.

Oel ngati Kameie.

[Seshat Tsahìk]

so haunting Zenity . its like i could feel the ancient of the land speaking up to you. *hugs*

[Silver Storm]

touching. and so true. and it leaves a echo of silence after you read it. beautifull

[ZenitYerkes]

Thanks people, I never thought it could end up with you liking it so much.

Thank you very much.

[Sonoran Na'vi]

I like the way you build up to your last line. Gives it an added punch of sorts.

[neytirifanboy]

Very nice. I like how it starts of upbeat, gets gradually more negative and regresses to nothing.