Pages
This book on my table,
My memories on it's pages
The years of isolation
I spent ages,
Writing my thoughts
And my dreams.
My corner, it screams
For me to return
And fill it with my warmth
For it to be heard
To write my million thoughts
On this blank sheet
As it's ink filled pages
They try to greet
Yet I turn away
As these black blots
They weep.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #sad #review
This book on my table,
My memories on it's pages
The years of isolation
I spent ages,
Writing my thoughts
And my dreams.
My corner, it screams
For me to return
And fill it with my warmth
For it to be heard
To write my million thoughts
On this blank sheet
As it's ink filled pages
They try to greet
Yet I turn away
As these black blots
They weep.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #sad #review
Pages
This book on my table,
My memories on it's pages
The years of isolation
I spent ages,
Writing my thoughts
And my dreams.
My corner, it screams
For me to return
And fill it with my warmth
For it to be heard
To write my million thoughts
On this blank sheet
As it's ink filled pages
They try to greet
Yet I turn away
As these black blots
They weep.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #sad #review
This book on my table,
My memories on it's pages
The years of isolation
I spent ages,
Writing my thoughts
And my dreams.
My corner, it screams
For me to return
And fill it with my warmth
For it to be heard
To write my million thoughts
On this blank sheet
As it's ink filled pages
They try to greet
Yet I turn away
As these black blots
They weep.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #sad #review