Ribbons Of Whispers... Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET

Ribbons of whispers breeze past my ears
Echoing my past and present fears
They hold me ransom with torturing years
A glance back over my shoulder brings tears
Clouds of anguish keep me imprisoned here

Like trying to catch a cloud,
To ride a rainbow,
Or to save the sunshine in a jar.

This is how it feels to strive
To try and capture the deep thoughts
That flitter across my mind.

The shadows of thought are not easily distinguished.
Even now, as I sit here, just me and these thoughts,
……these deep thoughts
Roaming the hills and valleys of my mind,
Always just out of reach.

But, from the shadows of deep thinking
Springs a ray of sunshine
I can only seem to catch with my pen.
But when I read over what I have written,
It is only a shadow of the shadow.

For behind my poems
Are my real thoughts
My real feelings
Seen only in glimpses.

For poetry is my window to the world,
And to myself.