blaze

[violet rose]

a piano softly plays,
the bass calmly mirroring my heartbeat,
my eyes are pools filled with tender ripples,
free at last of the turbulent waves of the past

the leaves quietly sing their opera,
enchantingly waving to those below,
my smile isn’t weathered down anymore
free from that unrelenting, endless pressure

my heels move like the wind blows,
the quiet brushing of metal nowhere to be heard
the world filled with the childish joy of novelty
mischievous and stubborn, but innocent nonetheless

looking below me, i see a white blaze,
harsh yet sweet, beautiful yet deadly,
sparks happily flying out,
tentatively poking at the sturdy earth.

looking above me,
i take one last look at the moon’s bittersweet smile,
and watch the sun paint the sky for another day.

[cinder gale]

I really like it but i have a few things

1. In your first stanza it says turbulent waves and then you said waving in the next stanza, even though they are not the same meaning they still feel repetitive to me.

2. The setting and the meaning still confuses me, all i can get is that your happy after being in a depressive episode, not trying to say its bad, i actually really enjoyed it but i kinda felt like there was too much description if that makes sense lol but ya it was a really nice read well done : )