Random poetry, not good per se but some interesting imagery for me.


‎Sunday, ‎February ‎03, ‎2013 8:40:00 PM
“tell us a story about her” they say
she wrote poetry under a tin roof in the rain
words are the raindrops, splashes into puddles of pain
the emotions we feel some times leave a stain
she wrote poetry to make the silence go away

some times the cure is worse than the disease
she tried so hard but in the end she could not please …
the people who stare in through the windows, they would not leave
from sun up to sun down, another day down the drain she could not retrieve
she wrote poetry to make the world go away

ask yourself about voices that you hear
do they tell you something or are they just your fear?
in the stillness of the evening when all you have are tears
do you remember her eyes as they watched you grow all these years
she wrote poetry to make the heartache go away

“tell us about her” they say
the cuts she mended with rags and kisses
words heal the hurt from the things that she misses
the blood she wipes like beads of summer sweat from the stiches
years gone by and the poetry she wrote has gone away

‎Sunday, ‎February ‎03, ‎2013 8:57:02 PM

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