English poetry, Mindful

Middle Shade

Two houses,

Two choices,

None helpful,

Only doubtful,

Staring in despair,

At crazy affairs,

Losing mind,

To all finds,

Wen finding a median,

Not any guardian,

On a search,

To the perch,

Wen all sight fades,

Diminishing all grades,

The only thing remains,

The middle shade contains!



English poetry, Mindful

Wilted Flower

Risen with the sun so bright,

Fallen with the sounds of fright,

Standin high with confidence,

Until a sigh of restlessness,

Wilting with the patters oncoming,

Shattering out all its wings,

Once so delicate and trained,

No more up to the game,

By the end of time,

So helplessly a beaten lime,

As the wind blows,

The splattered flower flows!