Tomás Ó Cárthaigh

Born Of Lonliness Are The Arts

Born of loniness are the arts...
Spewing forth from depressed minds,
Who, from soltitude of isolation...
Inspiration they can find...

So it is said: I say is not so...
For I love to life life...
Find inspiration through life joys
As much as from its strife...

And in the soltitude of slumbers
Just before I go to sleep...
Ideas forulate in my mind...
Many are lost.. a few I keep...

And upon the morings waking...
I find paper, and then,
My thoughts and dreams in verse
I comitt to paper with my pen.

Tis true the lonely can use the arts
As a way to null their pain,
And we, who are the recievers,
Know not the agonys behind our gain...

To say all artists are lonely is not true,
To say their blessed is true indeed,
Whether lonely or enjoying life...
To create is the artist need!

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 3, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, August 21, 2010

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