Time(Concrete)

Time 

Time passes and we grow old

but their are some things that stay like gold

we get older and taller

but we stay stronger

but we are not alone any more

we are together to the core

oh how should we how should we wait

we were together scenic eight

we will go with the flow and with the trends

but till the end we are friends.

dynamic poem Concrete

Poodle

fluffy, warm

playing sleeping walking

tail ear rattle fang

staring feeding  coiling

quiet deadly

snake

haiku

rules of nature

Trees bare to their roots

covered softly in their snowy white coat

leaves falling one by one

White World

The snow covered white world 

 thoughts of long lost friends and foes

erasing all memories for now

New Life

the dying bushes crumble 

falling leafs crunch till the next day

awaiting new life

Creation

From tiny specks of dust

he made us in his own hands

but we question our creation

Friends

from good to the bad 

together no mater what

with friends we don’t fear

Realization

free to soar and fly 

learning the ranks of the air 

learning that your last