What I Want To Write About... (in poetry)
Love's been the talk of the town
Peace, I leave to those in war
Happiness, to the one whose life's been great
Success for him who's been victorious and brave.
Hate's been love's unloved
Turmoil, I beg not to jot
Sorrow, to someone's lone and frail
Defeat for him whose life's been just there.
Nothing seems to be my pen,
Something's that which I wish to pen,
Pausing salvaged me from my pain...
To write something from nothing -
that which I ought to do in writing.
Labels: verse's freedom
Very deep. I wonder where you get these profound thoughts. Nice entry, you made me mull over. Thanks.
Comment by
Marc Will |
July 4, 2007 at 8:46 AM
Marc thanks for taking time out of your busy schedule just to read something that expresses the nothingness that's been in my mind... Thank you so much!
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Web Correspondent |
July 4, 2007 at 12:22 PM