Umm, well my first poem on this site.

wolfheart7 · My First Post! Joined: 30 Dec 2008 Posts: 1

This poem is loosely based on one of my best poems that I, uh, forgot;

[size=18]Live[/size]

The world may drag you down
Still stand and fight
For [color=darkred]life[/color] has many meanings
Found in the strangest places.
A late flower sprouting in the gutter of a frosted road
It still fights against the white and cold.
A baby's cry announcing its will to [color=darkred]live[/color].
I ask you to go out and search.
For it may be easier on the straight paved road,
but on the winding backroads is where [color=darkred]life[/color] truly is.
[color=darkred]Live!!![/color]
MY brothers and sisters in this life so chaotic,
Let us [size=17][color=darkred]live!!!!![/color][/size]

Firiel · Has No Life Joined: 13 Feb 2012 Posts: 620

"A late flower sprouting in the gutter of a frosted road
It still fights against the white and cold."

I like that bit. It puts a picture in my head... crunchy, spiky white frost-patterns clinging to green leaves, petals yellow like sunshine beginning to wither, then defiantly spreading and healing again, turning toward the sky.

Jadis · Still very bored Joined: 08 Dec 2014 Posts: 337

I wonder what wandering back road you are living on now.