She fades
the rain has taken it's toll
washed away all her scent
her residual images
he is no longer inspired
lost the muse that made him
into the poet he once was
begin the search again?
he contemplates
among the urchins of greed
forgo all formalities
and join solitude
she will never leave me
washed away all her scent
her residual images
he is no longer inspired
lost the muse that made him
into the poet he once was
begin the search again?
he contemplates
among the urchins of greed
forgo all formalities
and join solitude
she will never leave me
Labels: poems
posted by Santiago at 11:27 AM
5 Comments:
Hello Santiago! I enjoyed reading your blog today! Happy late birthday! Really liked your poem! Thanks for letting me hang out here.
holy crap!!! santis i loved this!!! sad to say but i totally feel your solitude!!! i'm here for you dude!!!
Neicybelle-Thanks for stopping by. Mi casa es su casa. Always like the birthday wishes. After all according to Irasali, it is always about me. jajajajaja!!! Hope to see you here more often.
Sonrisa- I am glad you love this one. It was charged with a complex emotion. Thanks for being there for me.
hey you!
nice job with this poem
and happy belated bday!
and i do like "beautiful girls" ....nice soundtrack too.
and i have a VHS too.....but i also have a dvd player :)
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