Been searching for weeks as to were it went
I've walked a mile in the warm bright sun
I don't see it any where...it's just no longer there
I've walked along the shores of time
But I can't see that muse of mine
The ripples of time seam to know not were
The misfit muse that gleams my songs
I have sang to the tune that rock our world
And I've even been rocking to damned metal beat
I feel lost and alone with out it near
I seam to have lost my flare with words
Then searching either here or there
It comes running back taking on life with its dare's
Lets rock to the beat...my muse and I
As we explode into life upon our journey's of life
Never give up...if you feel lost and forlorn
Crack out the whip and lets flog that pen
It was never really lost, its just waiting for you to catch up
Ahh found it...it was here all the time...right here in my wonderful mind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem