my words are lost .
they cant be found ,
lost ambiguas to the ground .
In silent thoughts some profound ,
my words drift far away ,
never to be found .

For in merrinent they dance above my head in letters and pros that are left
unread .
So please write down in pen and ink
those thoughts in the night that cannot
speak,
that drift away as  if you dream ,
in multicoloured stars unseen .

And when you wake at  three a m
to silent thoughts begin again  ,
the words you lost that you  will never
find ,
lost forever in your mind