In silence I read what poets wrote,
of love they spoke of hearts they broke,
I stood and saw the lovers go,
how bitter how sad you wonder!
I could not write running out of words,
You can't make a point without your swords,
calm I sat and they asked me why ?
I fear, my darling, of what the future holds,
where life and death make a difference not,
it doesn't matter how much you try,
I'm back at least that's how I feel,
life's gone what's left is what I write,
AROODY 2020
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 4:19 PM UTC
In silence I read what poets wrote,
of love they spoke of hearts they broke,
I stood and saw the lovers go,
how bitter how sad you wonder!
I could not write running out of words,
You can't make a point without your swords,
calm I sat and they asked me why ?
I fear, my darling, of what the future holds,
where life and death make a difference not,
it doesn't matter how much you try,
I'm back at least that's how I feel,
life's gone what's left is what I write,
AROODY 2020
