Poetry

A SONG I NEVER WROTE

Many poems I have written
stories that are unforgotten’.
This is a song I never wrote
in my dearth it leaves me beaten

Do you not hear my beating drum?
It does not hang loose like a thrum
Listen with your heart, feel it’s beat
let your feet leave the ground-stale plum.
The guitar accompanies it
your ears, heart, soul feels the heat
burning in these words that I wrote
look in deeply, enjoy this treat
of music that turned into words
so it heals your death with ripped chords.
Do not let this page slip your sleep
for your eyes are from many cords.
When this was written it whistled
into notes and lyrics of you.
Many poems I have written
stories that are unforgotten’.
This is a song I never wrote
in my dearth it leaves me beaten
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2 Comments

  • Reply Khayleb August 17, 2018 at 9:18 am

    trcp…inspiring my life

    • Reply Ruddapoet August 17, 2018 at 9:53 am

      Thank you Khayleb… words inspire us all

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