Inspiration
Dipped into the dark ink of the soul
Penned words in the language of the heart
Inspiration
...
Love is but a flickering flame
Sometimes dim sometimes untamed
Glowing only for a while
For love beguiled
...
Fluttering hope rising high
Beware the heights to which you fly
Sometimes ignorance sometimes unknown things
Turn into knives and slice your wings
...
Five senses
Is this real
Or is this subjective perceptions
In which we daily deal
...
Poems are a filter that distil lifes' experiences and offers it to all to taste...)
Ghost...
Inspiration
Dipped into the dark ink of the soul
Penned words in the language of the heart
Inspiration
Drowned in the fathoms of the mind...
Resurfacing only as a ghost...
(06/16/2009)