A Balanced Mix

• Pyari Singh, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2009

I feel the breeze against my face,
The water Sparkling,
A fresh clean taste.
Standing in amonst the midst,
of a dark and happy twisted bliss.
Fire and Rain, Wind and pain,
Spinning like mobiles, spinning like shame.
Dark blue flavours that i can taste,
My dreams happy but filled with hate.
So this is the world that we all live,
the sweet and sour but a balanced mix.