Oh sad lost soul,take back your pen.
Write such, of happy thoughts again.
The moon in your sky sleeps distressed,
Bringing sadness, gloom and deep stress.
Bitter you've grown, now make amend.
Oh sad lost soul,take back your pen.
With heart stained ink,so darn depressed.
You wrote volumes of loneliness.
'Tis true, I've read your lonely tears
Written doubt,filled with hopeless fears.
Oh sad lost soul take back your pen
Put sepia spheres to an end.
Perchance new love may come your way,
casting blue hues to sunlit days
Erase taupe tones, too long have been.
Oh sad lost soul, take back your pen.
Divine write - very inspiring - I wonder if you had someone particular in mind - I believe it could fit us all from time to time. Thank you for sharing. Great job.
Light,
Siddartha