Miraculous and terse,
Emotionally nursed,
All calming thirst
Nothing left bare
With only Love,
To ever share.
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Explain this everlasting, longing to me,
The tears that come without my askingThe grinding and persistent strain,The emptiness that totally remains,The force that cruelly took you from me,But never asked,Why I keep crying in the rain.
We sing like the birds
But unfortunately,We are nothing like,Those feathered, Heroes.
Lost, double-crossed and crying,
The line between sanity and madness,No one can name or explain.
You’ve invaded my space,
Chewed me up and spat me out,Lied to me Right and Left,So, nothing is left,For me to do,But to accuse youOf Rape, Cruelty, and Theft.
Writing emotions,
In pathetic prose,Flowery words get in the wayThat’s how it goes,I need the moving dramaOf a loving, dying roseTo paint and move the panorama,As emotion. mounts and grows.And I’m not a Novel writer,Too much time spent,For this slow driver.Emotionally,It’s instant,What affects me,Not time resistant,Must come out,Right away,For in me,Tranquilly,It will not stay.
The essence of the essential,
How does it look?What is it like?Mysterious atmosphere,An invisible feeling,That softly guides you,To a peaceful, unending light.