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The Last Wordsmith Jan 2014
The Lonely Wordsmith
The Last Wordsmith
Jan 2014
My words fall upon deaf ears
I might be blinded by my love for you
but you are deafened by your love him
I write you poem after poem after poem
and you are his after just a few words
I could tell you in ten words,
what he couldn't in a thousand
and I could write a thousand words for you
in the time he could barely say ten
but you are his, and he is yours
and I just sit here, an observer
You are my muse and perhaps it is for the best...
that I sit here, the lonely wordsmith
until the day I give up and become just another lost soul
wishing things were different
and so here I am, the lonely wordsmith
writing yet another poem you will never care to read
I might be blinded by my love for you
but you are deafened by your love him
I write you poem after poem after poem
and you are his after just a few words
I could tell you in ten words,
what he couldn't in a thousand
and I could write a thousand words for you
in the time he could barely say ten
but you are his, and he is yours
and I just sit here, an observer
You are my muse and perhaps it is for the best...
that I sit here, the lonely wordsmith
until the day I give up and become just another lost soul
wishing things were different
and so here I am, the lonely wordsmith
writing yet another poem you will never care to read
Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad Jul 2017
❤ Wordsmith ❤
Lady RF - Rosalie Fayad
Jul 2017
With elegance,
A Wordsmith interprets
In the exquisite,
Timeless language
Of poetry,
Delicately composing
Beautiful words
Into elaborate sonatas,
Each rendition A graceful,
Classical symphony.
With beauty and intensity,
Full of raw emotions,
Each wordsmith
Extracts their most inner-feelings
And intricately converts them
Into rhythmical compositions.
And this
Is the only fluent language
Their soul is able to speak...
Each sonata they release,
With wings,
Is individually mastered,
Impeccable, and unique.
May each Wordsmith
Never miss a beat,
And continue writing,
With poetic justice,
Their heart's rhythm
On every sheet.
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By Lady R.F. (C)2017
A Wordsmith interprets
In the exquisite,
Timeless language
Of poetry,
Delicately composing
Beautiful words
Into elaborate sonatas,
Each rendition A graceful,
Classical symphony.
With beauty and intensity,
Full of raw emotions,
Each wordsmith
Extracts their most inner-feelings
And intricately converts them
Into rhythmical compositions.
And this
Is the only fluent language
Their soul is able to speak...
Each sonata they release,
With wings,
Is individually mastered,
Impeccable, and unique.
May each Wordsmith
Never miss a beat,
And continue writing,
With poetic justice,
Their heart's rhythm
On every sheet.
***
By Lady R.F. (C)2017
Dedicated to the Wordsmiths of our world;
May you never miss a beat and continue writing your heart's rhythm on your sheet.
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May you never miss a beat and continue writing your heart's rhythm on your sheet.
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