Poems From The Mind-COMPLETED

The Poet's Final Poem

Imma cry and write this because this is like saying goodbye to my presicous children even if they're in my reach its still sad. Ok cue the tears. Enjoy.
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This is my final poem
With these silent yet loud words
They scream and cry and smile
Your eyes just scan the page not taking anything in

That's like looking at a picture
And just glancing at it
Not looking at details
Just looking at it so you can leave

This is my poetry
This is my family
My fears, hopes, dreams and many more
Are written here in this book

Music guided my works
Well most of them
Its played and brought forth
My emotions inside

Most poems didn't turn out like I wanted
But that's what happen to so parents and their children
They have hopes but they don't happen
But they still love their kids

Now I write these words
The ones I say in my mind
Before writing
Here's the heart of my poetry...

This world will fight
With knives
While I fight with my hands
The battle doesn't end until my end

Life may be short
Love may be a lie
Hope may be what I fear
Happiness brings my sadness

Like a watch we tick
Are hearts the seconds
Or the hours
Days or minutes

Now these words are flowing
Like a river
And we all fall
Like waterfalls

Pen and paper doesn't change
What I feel what I say
Music doesn't take my pain
And give them away

Blood stained tears
And a girl called darkness
May save our lives
If we are free

Now I could right millions of things
Praising God, people, places and things
Questions may appear inside
And I may scream out loud

That we live in an evil world
And giving it light doesn't change us
Giving it darkness
Shows us how bad we've been

This is my last stanza
Of my last poem
So don't stop reading
Until the last line and the last word.

-Strangness.