segunda-feira, 25 de abril de 2011

White ice- Benjamin Moore OC-58


He walked slowly                                                                                          
Heavy foot, crushing the soft snow
Nothing left but a dark print.

The wind
Blowing hard on his dark brown hair
Leaving small snowflakes in between each strand

He looked around
Nothing but white surrounded him
As if it were a piece of paper waiting
 to be written on.

He was alone

His family
Happily singing inside the dark car
Now gone
Unexpectedly crashing on the icy road
Wife and kids, now slept
In peace

He was alone
All that was left.
A small tear fell down his frozen cheeks
Holding all that was left of his hopes and dreams
 It fell fast
And splashed in the snow
Sinking down

His hands
Shaking
And don’t stop
His body
Freezing
as if he was stuck inside an ice cube

his veins slowed,
 turning into blocks of ice
causing his heart to beat sluggishly
as if freezing
he was over
he gave up
 his knees bent to the ground as if to lay there forever

but they didn’t
something shone in the distance
 hope, life, happiness
he got up and ran like he never had

his heart
slowly beating faster                    
the light was his only hope
hope for survivel
his only chance for life

the light got closer
he made out a house
closer, closer
the closer he came the faster he went
CRASH!

Small wood shreds flew across the cabin
And the door knob fell down on the broken down floor
He had done it
He had survived

In front of him were two pale figures
Both of them
Dressed in white colored clothes
His wife and kids
He looked down at himself
His both hands
Pale and cold
His clothes
All dyed with white ice.

He had gone
He was never alive
He had been all this time
One of them.

2 comentários:

  1. Wow epic story. You know being Caroline just now taught me a valuable lesson. I thought you were my worst enemy but all along you were my best FRIEND! - GLaDOS :P haha anyway the story was cool and I enjoyed reading it but I have only two issues with it. It was a bit long and the color doesn't really look appealing. Like Mrs. Meadows said today couldn't you get a better one. All in all it was a good 2 minutes :)

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  2. Good poem Leaniad.

    The one problem is that you mention two figures and then indicate three.

    Other than that, fantsatic. :)

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