DEAR JANE He needed not to have said it nor written it It was written all over our relationship We had done our worst and only wanted to sit And there was not enough like to start a friendship If he had written it perhaps I can only imagine its contents Yet can not fully see the chords on the harps Nor shield myself from the cold in these tents Dear Jane, how insensitive would that be I can only but picture it in my nightmares The ones i wake up from after not finding him you see I am always held back till too late by lifes snares Oh well, dear Jane asked not how i was doing How life had decided to treat me so cruelly Reaping pain instead of the love i was sowing Turning my bright colores into black so dully Dear Jane this is goodbye forever Explained and unexplained on one page What about the bonds i do not want to sever Or My throat chocking with a hurricanes rage What about the tears of an ocean that i cry? Or the pieces of the soul i tear into two? Or the abyss i throw myself into yet not die? What about the dew of incarnation i turn into? Dear Jane save your crying words No one has died except your dreams and hopes You are to encounter new worlds With steepy and sloppy slopes #BlackParajo #BlackBird #ProudToBeAPoeticNutter #IamTheDyslexicPoet
Posted on: Sat, 19 Jul 2014 18:22:46 +0000
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