outcast

[CHOMAT]

A tree chopped me down
As I was whining for the sky
My words wilted to brown
To left me deaf and dry

Once you melted in the picture
Once your mind was of stone
Green and rosy creature
Now you lapse, wail alone.

Can you still see through the mirror
Or are your eyes too garullous?
Will you truly stir up the terror
Of being called cursed and callous?

Pondering over this pitiful past
Hardly could my heart be heated.
I watched myself, as many an outcast,
The poor child that has been cheated.

 

[Amigos4]

A tree chopped me down
As I was whining for the sky
My words wilted to brown
To left me deaf and dry

Once you melted in the picture
Once your mind was of stone
Green and rosy creature
Now you lapse, wail alone.

Can you still see through the mirror
Or are your eyes too garullous?
Will you truly stir up the terror
Of being called cursed and callous?

Pondering over this pitiful past
Hardly could my heart be heated.
I watched myself, as many an outcast,
The poor child that has been cheated.

Nicely done, CHOMAT! Is this an original poem by you?

Cheers,
Amigo

 

[CHOMAT]

That's my humble work !
Thanks :From a native, it 's truly cheery.

 

[Anglika]

A tree chopped me down
As I was whining for the sky
My words wilted to brown
To left me deaf and dry and left me OR to leave me OR leaving me

Once you melted in the picture
Once your mind was of stone
Green and rosy creature
Now you lapse, wail alone.

Can you still see through the mirror
Or are your eyes too garullous? garrulous
Will you truly stir up the terror
Of being called cursed and callous?

Pondering over this pitiful past
Hardly could my heart be heated.
I watched myself, as many an outcast,
The poor child that has been cheated.

I feel a little more punctuation would be a good thing - but it is good writing!