I know some people start threads and they just post all of their poems there, so here I go. I envy the careless opportunity wasted I've tasted in the cigarette ash life turn to dust must I lust for life so in death I may find love? Hover above me silent whispers of the kind All is below the comprehension of the mind So the lazy mockingbird sighs So the weary mockingbird dies oblivious cries weep the loss of that original call
I enjoyed it quite a bit! You created a good tone and sense of the emotions you are trying to put upon the reader. Good job, keep them coming.