Her voice lifted by the winds.
A truth all hear, but deny.
She waits for it, her heart in susspension.
A voice that would repair all damages.
Dissipates all fears.
Alas, a voice sings to her.
One so ravishing, it's words pleasant and immaculate.
She falls for this voice, it answering her truths with delicate vocabularies.
The voice entwnes with hers, a sound poowerful none can deny.
They become one.
All is lost.
To say I'm sad an understatement; to say I'm happy, an overstatement. I write, I read, I watch movies, I feed. I fall in love with every girl I meet, yet I'm far too shy to make my love complete.
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Untitled poem
Posted by AppleLPfreak - June 26th, 2015
Comments
I think this should be titled 'Reflection.'
An interesting title. It isn't what I had imagined for it, but really, I hadn't imagined a title for it at all. I'll think about it though.
saucybird
I love it, the vocab in poem is wonderful and keeps me reading
AppleLPfreak
Thank you. It's a personal belief of mine that poetry is the most beautiful form of writing, and should use the most beautiful forms of vocabulary,