Feb 19, 2009 22:02
Wordless worlds lie dark and cold
As 'someday' tales I've put on hold
These treasure troves of what could be
Are buried deep inside of me
I've heard them echo sorrow's call
Through spiraled fate as to enthrall
A few have time yet lack a place
But most are dreams of faltered grace
The ones which beat a tragic heart
I fear my mind would tear apart
So those I rarely glance upon
For evil schemes with hopes to spawn
Some charmed to life though never planned
As songs of heart to play my hand
With scores of music seeking sheets
Then danced in verse as rhyming beats
My endless tears and broken smiles
Could sate a land with hopeless miles
And notions which refused to fly
I've blushed with crimson marks as shy
And some concepts I cannot catch
My mind is fueled yet blows the match
Yet I'll brave through this mindless dare
As silent thoughts caught unaware
And yes its been awhile since I tapped into my creative mind. Good for my soul sometimes.