It is a sway in the likeness of the old tire swing,
gently following the hum, of the cold chill
whisping through the air amongst all things...
It's gone.
Life- Hope and dreams...
Oblivious to any feeling or emotion.
Detest towards everything,
Beyond thought and concept lies,
Commotion.
False understanding of what was,
what is, and what shall be...
Awaiting Life again, Hope and Dreams,
an understanding of all things......... . .
Apathy
Indifferent.
In itself, it shall discern
The meaning of this,
Life- Hope and dreams...
Of all things...
Devin Loder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/all-things-4/
