Too long , I have belonged
To the world of dreams ;
Now people don't matter
In the scheme of things.
Too long others gave,
Part sentiments ;
Now I compliment life,
with imagination.
Too long I have leaned ,
On words for strength;
Now they have become
My best friends .
2 comments:
Wow…What an absolute gem of a bard. This really was short and very very sweet. Great stuff…
waiting for some new poems, I know creativity is not mechanical switch on/off, yet you may crank your grey cells lest they stagnate.
Love
-mama
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