Reflecting on
The beauty of life
Love and passions
Is a poet's delight
Reflecting on
It's ugliness
With angry
Blogs and blurbs
We find
Ourselves
In servitude
To a paradox
Preserve
Reflecting
On the darkness
That bleeds
Our souls
To black
We expose
The depths
Inside of us
Of the love
We tend to lack
There is no boundary
No lines have been drawn
Poetry stretches
To the lyrics of songs
Creative metaphors
The breaking of dawns
The hues of colors
After the rainbow is gone
Reflecting on the beauty of life
The gift of poetry
Will always unite...
Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 8:48 AM UTC
Reflecting on
The beauty of life
Love and passions
Is a poet's delight
Reflecting on
It's ugliness
With angry
Blogs and blurbs
We find
Ourselves
In servitude
To a paradox
Preserve
Reflecting
On the darkness
That bleeds
Our souls
To black
We expose
The depths
Inside of us
Of the love
We tend to lack
There is no boundary
No lines have been drawn
Poetry stretches
To the lyrics of songs
Creative metaphors
The breaking of dawns
The hues of colors
After the rainbow is gone
Reflecting on the beauty of life
The gift of poetry
Will always unite...
Traveler Tim
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