Wednesday, November 6, 2013

The Poet

A lot weights on the writers hand
The pen must have slip off the page
Somewhere around the lines
He lost the will to live.
Some words go unspoken...
(But not this time....
Believe in someone
Love is more than human
Gift of soul
Light of ghost 

Feel blessed.)

The strangest fears 
Flow inside, 
Through words we can't explain
Music of my heart forever 
Echoing the soul... 
Increasing happiness, freedom 
Well being... Creativity.

Heal the loss. 

You're right where you need to be
You're right here.

Some words go unspoken 
Some memories always remain 
Yes, he can say that he's happy
He can feel with more than one emotion
The beauty and the grave...

Some words go unspoken 
Some memories always remain
Yes, he can say that he's broken
But he's still the whole of who he is.

Incomplete... 

Artificial world once known 
A train beyond a train 
Stops him... 

You're right where you need to be
You're right here. 

Something else is coming through

A lot weights on the writers hand

The pen must have slipped off the page. 

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