Life?
A heart that beats?
A pulse that pounds?
Foolishness!!
You have to live to be alive
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC
Have thine ears go deaf?
and thine eyes go blind?
Why leave me in my anguish?
and hear not my breaking heart?
Can't you see the rushing rivers,
cascading from mine eyes?
Have thine heart grown weary?
and thy love gone cold?
For all my souls query,
Do you not care at all??
Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC
Letters and words doesn't make a poem
There's more to it than that
Poems were the tears that tumbled out
that the eyes can't hold no more
They were the sound of broken hearts,
that strive to beat ones more
For what are words
but formed letters?
And letters a broken word?
While poems are bits and pieces
of a poets gentle soul
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC