Their is something in my heart
That when I try it falls apart
It's like that ocean when thunder starts
Troubling everything in it's ark
With thrill of action going to compart
Or
It's that paradise with no motion
Where everything ceize out of notion
Cause
I'm that desert
Filled with Oasis
But they have dried
When I was failed
As I tried
Because I cried
But
You might be my cure
The thing I might have wished for
Or is the need that would put soul
To this desert of sore
That would make my world
A lightning source
Your might be the one who'll bring life
To the deadly sand that burns inside
1:26 am
Wednesday
2-august-2018
YOU ARE READING
Speechlessness engulfed
PoetryThe poetry is over things that surrounds the expects of my life and the origination of words have been missing from the multiple expects that gathers my heart and fills its with emotions and is dripping the feelings of manipulation out of it. It ex...
