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Nov 11, 2009
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Heaven's gift is still my freedom
This voice
Wasted on the curling ear of fashion’s cardboard whore
This love
Pours forth still to the worthy and the innocent
And those delicate words that come from good and honest hearts
Noble in their action, yet -
Splashing like a child in a puddle
For the pleasure of the moment
Never blind, just void of self conscious insecurity
The paranoia of the greedy
Step away from that spider
Cobweb words contrived and twisted
I offered care and clarity to no avail
I wonder how she got so confused?
I’m sure she was beautiful once
A lost baby like all of us might be
I forgot, in the aftermath of her tantrum,
To seek the lovely stars
I miss them
Heaven used to slip them to me while the others slept
And I would pay in soft smiles that drifted to the skies
Now there is a cage to keep me here
And I pine for freedom
To dance where whim might waft me
But I will not let her stab my soul with misguided accusations
And I will not mind her attempts to win the kingdom
I wish her well instead
My heart is my domain
I visit as I wish
I miss the revelry and camaraderie
And am saddened she travels on competition and spite
It is her choice,
Though I feel compassion she would choose that awful place to dwell
I have done no deed to cause disdain
So I retain my wings
And my smile
I think heaven misses me as well
Sometimes stars float down to kiss my cheeks while I am sleeping
And lay with me til morning
Soft stardust on my pillow calls my secret smile
Sleepy eyes adorned with loves gentle diamonds
See life through sparkling joy
I meet a few good hearts still
on my cloud walks
Wasted on the curling ear of fashion’s cardboard whore
This love
Pours forth still to the worthy and the innocent
And those delicate words that come from good and honest hearts
Noble in their action, yet -
Splashing like a child in a puddle
For the pleasure of the moment
Never blind, just void of self conscious insecurity
The paranoia of the greedy
Step away from that spider
Cobweb words contrived and twisted
I offered care and clarity to no avail
I wonder how she got so confused?
I’m sure she was beautiful once
A lost baby like all of us might be
I forgot, in the aftermath of her tantrum,
To seek the lovely stars
I miss them
Heaven used to slip them to me while the others slept
And I would pay in soft smiles that drifted to the skies
Now there is a cage to keep me here
And I pine for freedom
To dance where whim might waft me
But I will not let her stab my soul with misguided accusations
And I will not mind her attempts to win the kingdom
I wish her well instead
My heart is my domain
I visit as I wish
I miss the revelry and camaraderie
And am saddened she travels on competition and spite
It is her choice,
Though I feel compassion she would choose that awful place to dwell
I have done no deed to cause disdain
So I retain my wings
And my smile
I think heaven misses me as well
Sometimes stars float down to kiss my cheeks while I am sleeping
And lay with me til morning
Soft stardust on my pillow calls my secret smile
Sleepy eyes adorned with loves gentle diamonds
See life through sparkling joy
I meet a few good hearts still
on my cloud walks
— Cloudthings, Nov 11, 2009
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orgami
16 years 6 months ago
first two......
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
how I have missed you & YOUR skill & brilliance... sigh!
Orphani
16 years 6 months ago
This one looks like a
Orphani
16 years 6 months ago
Back!You are the Queen of
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
I miss every one here so very much, but must limit Neo time sadl
Cloudthings
16 years 6 months ago
I have no doubt you'd have no trouble joining me on a cloud walk
orgami
16 years 6 months ago
My you are an original!