Poetry

Winding Down

written by: Ithilgalad

The school year's ending,
Completing its rounds.
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

My face is twisting,
The circus has found their clown.
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

The passion's getting tired,
The heart no longer pounds.
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

The music's lost its rhythm,
The melody's lost its sound
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

The verbs have lost their doing,
Dismissed by lazy nouns.
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

Another day has ended,
The setting sun frowns.
It's winding down,
Winding Down.

To death.