Buried in blue and yellow,
Beneath fire blankets
And a bold maroon comforter,
One sheet lumped in a corner,
I am just warm enough
To be unselfishly conscious
Even of my own thoughts…
Absent of physical strain,
Tired, I try to focus
While holding my magic pen,
Which carries a precious secret?
But it floats away
Like music once it passed
The secret way
While going out preserved,
Totally undisturbed…
Suddenly, I heard a loud voice
This seemed to remove the distance,
Perhaps, it was my soul,
Speaking to me of worthy things
Or urging my heart to be willing…
Now, I am seeking more
Than hiding behind my weariness,
Looking into the darkest bright,
Seeing riddles hidden in my soul
And questioning at the same time
My broken and stubborn heart,
Why do you still refuse
To reconcile with my eased mind?
No answer precipitates the air
Breathing this weary poet…
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A weary poet who is also a courageous poet who willing go through with what needs be written. No matter others opinions, with fear at his backside he still continues write. He is as a stars guiding light. Follow it to find your way home. To a place where your never alone. It is another great write Romeo, Know that I will always be a supporter and a fan. You are a very talented man. So with said and without farther a do, Sincerely Your Friend, John Bastian. P.S. Let Me Know When Your Book Published For I Want To Read It. Thank You.
Such an awesome introspection, well written, great concept. Good Luck to your book. I hope for your best. Best Wishes, Ency Bearis
Again, amazingly written! Much like all of your work Romeo. Like I've said before, I am truly a fan and will be looking forward to purchase your book. I too will be coming out with my second book 'If I Had A Son' by the end of this year. I sincerely wish you nothing but success. I know it will be a HIT! Thanks again for sharing such a wonderful poem! In parting, get some rest, even the great ones get weary(insider) .
Like music once it passed The secret way While going out preserved, Totally undisturbed… .... a music of soul
Really, a lovely poem...I've added this poem to the collection I'm preparing for my students next year....if you would allow me to use it to demonstrate how poets present themselves in writing.... Peace to you too Sir...
Congrats....and I wish you can find success in your book... Oh i have also made my booklet....So i dont post poems where again... It good read your work poet
Thankyou for the comment you left me. i found it to be a necessity to admire your own writings, and i must say that i was amazed and inspired instantly. please continue with your work. best wishes.
really awesome poem ~Romeo ^^ you are a very sharp observer of your life and yourself...passions on the poems are just amazing and seem ageless...sensitive heart towards the floating images that are around you~~~you are destined to be a great poet! ! ! My best wishes for your book ~~
Wow, it's an amazing poem.A weary poet is a courageous poet, but when he lose his courage, his soul'll tell the worthy things to him, that's the strength of a poet..it's a great poem...top marks 10++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i love your all poems sir and indeed you have a good observation which reflects in your work. wishes