Wednesday, 11 November 2015

POETRY: "GRANDIOSE"


"GRANDIOSE"

You tried
To hold me
With 
Your iron fists
But 
You forgot

I was water
I was air 
I was mud
Shackles and chains
Felt like feathers
Caressing
My transparent skin.
If only
You could have
Melt 
For me. 

I am the sea.
I am the earth.
I am the sky.
I swallow, spit and fly. 


~A