Last noteA Poem by Kenny Alex
I used to like writing
Because it made time stop And now I'm tired of waiting Will the joy return? so I hope All emotions are gone A condition in which I can't cope Or may be I gave up to soon Or may be I just lost hope Writing was like music With every poem a melody With ever note a stanza A rhyme for a rhyme Having a fun bonanza But now it's all mellow I have nothing to show It leaves my heart cold Like January winter snow Perhaps I should write a book At least it will be something warm to hold I'll read it at night with a candle And witness the pages glowing gold © 2017 Kenny Alex |
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Added on September 9, 2017 Last Updated on September 9, 2017 Author
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