Muse Poem by George Carpow

Muse

Rating: 5.0


Verse 1:
You come to me in the evening
In the sunset
Work turns to a dreaming
Somewhere in my head

You say some words, and the sorrow
Get outta my heart
Belief comes that tomorrow
I'll take another part

Bridge:
I look into your eyes
I follow your sight
I cannot break your ties
And I don't wanna try

I tried to place your hand in mine,
But I just caught an air
I tried to kiss your lips of wine
I tried to touch your hair

Chorus:
Damn it! I can't do that,
Until I bite the dust
This thought's a nasty gnat
Gobbling to the rust

You are to get of none
Even you'll abuse
I thought you were a woman,
But you were just a muse.

Verse 2:
I've been drunk by your shadow
In the candlelight
My soul was dewed, and you showed
Me an inspired flight

You led me into the nooks
Of my old soul
There are so many hooks
But you avoid them all

Bridge:
Chorus:
...
I wish you were a woman,
But you are just my own muse. Hey!

Solo:

Verse 3:
So, in the morning hangover
Splits my poor head
And one mysterious mower
Has cropped me to be bled

You have faded with a dawn
In the sunrise
I've got another shone
From misty disguise

Bridge:
Chorus x2:

Sunday, June 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art,inspiration,love,muse,music
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written on June,11,2017 in Moscow.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 11 June 2017

Lovely sonorous piece embellished in beautiful rhythm. A well composed and elegantly crafted poem. Thanks for sharing George.

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