"Overture"

I'm trapped inside a ray of light,

a solid cube of no delight.

The sun breaks through,

the window creaks.

The simple words, I dare to keep.

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The birds come flying through the air,

The flowers bloom,

but trees are bare.

'So' locked inside my own small cage,

desire of thoughts that start to pace.

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A pale white page lies next to me,

my mind; a vicious melody.

The clouds float quiet in the sky,

the lust for love won't step aside.

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How can you make a "starving" poem?

A small wide glade where daises grow.

If pictures are worth a thousand words,

Then I shall let my emotions flow.

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