Poet's despair

by Dancing Rivers   Sep 27, 2014


I sing-though I'm bad-
when there's no paper on hand,
because my soul demands- every word,
left unwritten-must be heard.

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  • 9 years ago

    by uttAm

    Wow...hazel the poem is short but has a deep meaning...nicely written

    • 9 years ago

      by Dancing Rivers

      He he thank you :-) it was a thought I'd had which then cried out to become a poem and so I listened :-)

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