A Poem Without A Soul Poem by maxwell julio mlenga

holding and holding
awaiting for a word
but nothing and something
is written and is said.
the pen fiiled with ink
carries not a word
the mind tries to think
and not a line is made.

holding and holding
awaiting for a word
but nothing and something
is written and is said.
rhymes come and go
and one is never caught,
a poem without a soul
is what i've nevevr wrote.

holding and holding
awaiting for a word
but nothing and something
is written and is said.
the heart filled with song
and yet cannot sing
pages turning on
without a single thing

deeper and deeper
thoughts come and go
then what comes after
is a poem without a soul.