Beneath These Lines Poem by nic Leisure
Beneath These Lines
Beneath these lines I could not rime like a poet
For my mind what hides
For words I can not say nor could I find in my own hands
While life’s going down in the blood bath sea
What won’t be me!
With broken homes comes in flames that will never see the end
Come & go death do we part till the wheel of souls fall
Lost in the day’s there be no words
For now I am lost in my own body of life
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5/3/2024 4:04:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice visual metaphor While life’s going down in the blood bath sea nice reflective poem 10