Searching words just to write ,
catching thoughts black & white .
Passing by with speed of light ,
suddenly they are out of sight .
Wrote some down as they descend ,
in my mind like colors they blend .
Well now there is nothing , nothing to extend ,
cause love is silent and words pretend .
Throwing words , just to rhyme ,
sure is , hell of a crime .
So thinking of nothing , i played my flute ,
cause words were nothing , but just too brute .
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 11:59 AM UTC
Searching words just to write ,
catching thoughts black & white .
Passing by with speed of light ,
suddenly they are out of sight .
Wrote some down as they descend ,
in my mind like colors they blend .
Well now there is nothing , nothing to extend ,
cause love is silent and words pretend .
Throwing words , just to rhyme ,
sure is , hell of a crime .
So thinking of nothing , i played my flute ,
cause words were nothing , but just too brute .
' i m out of words '
