Meaningless and more importantly, pointless

without a care

the winds of change
sweeps gently across the plains
the clouds dangles
precariously from invisible strings
up above, in a mysterious tangle
without a care.

the creases on his face
outlines the journey in his gaze
from a distance
the roads dwindle into oblivion
spreading out evenly from this instance
without a care.

the flowers they bloom
explosive and vibrant out of the gloom
the lawn sprawls
life begins at this most unlikely season
as the weeds starts to wither and crawl
without a care.

my lips, they feel dry
the sun glares down angrily
still air suspends
as i start to feel despair
and i hear myself say
i don’t care.

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1 Response to “Meaningless and more importantly, pointless”


  1. 1 travelingman50 April 28, 2008 at 8:38 am

    Interesting poem


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