Sofia Moreno

Just Once Again

My verses, like once ago
Do not speak of beauty
Nor hope, nor love
I look at my hand
The pen in that hand
And I can't understand
These thoughts I write
Shapeless, Lifeless
Until my fingers casts them
Unto the paper, for ever
To make me wonder:
How can I think this?
How can I feel this?
I wonder in silence
Not thinking, just writing...

Oh, sweet words of mine,
Where have you gone?
Dear ink, why just this?

I pray silently, under these
verses, that someday
Once again, like once ago
I can speak of beauty,
Of hope, of love.
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-Dec 27,2008

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 30, 2008

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  • Megan Ewing (12/30/2008 10:06:00 PM)

    I can feel your sadness.

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