This is What I Think of YouYou are, I'm sure, the one of purest wit.This is What I Think of You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The words you wiled cut the mind that let breath
Lungfuls of worldly knowledge that can't quit.
That word-sword you swing pray it never be sheathed
Never will I forgive that evil crime.
The world cannot accept a voiceless you.
My eyes forever miss a silly rhyme
Composed by an almost sweetly hue.
A heavenly trumpet called out ago
The coming of a baby girl did they sing.
Moonlit is her skin that surpasses snow
Her intelligent, piercing, green eyes do bring
Truth to the surface something never known
But softly, never will she leave you alone.
To.Seek.A.Voice.XII: DreamerI woke up in a warm afternoon,To.Seek.A.Voice.XII: Dreamer4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the sun sang to me her pain,
And all I wanted was, to dream away my twinge
In a puddle, of rotten essence, that was once my ecstasy.
And the sun, covered me with rays,
Warmer, the slumber was,
And all I wanted was to fall asleep,
with no one, but you, on my mind.