Hippy and Groovy.

(Pictures taken March 21, 2016)

Hippy, Happy and Groovy

by: Lysa (3/23/16)

I raise my hands and felt the breeze

While eyes were closed, I let my knees

Feel the fields of dandelion

With gazing celestial Orion

Flying and flying up above

With the massive flock of white dove

Blue and green, colors that surround

As the peeping sun was now crowned

Life as it is, and I shall flee

But if you must really know me

Groovy, as I recalled my name

Free-spirit, hippie and a dame

I suddenly missed writing poems, and here it goes! I was inspired to write this because these days, I've realized that I'm hippy (minus the flowers on my head and some addictive drug). But yeah, it feels like the society is dragging me down and killing the insides of my being. The troubles of my life as a student, is draining my energy. I don't know how to describe it in words, but what I know is that I'm making memories and I have to be strong.

How about you? How is the soul inside you?

Music of the day: The Rip by Beirut (I'm really into indie music and if you are too, you have to check this out)