Comunication

I love to see souls being spilled on the floor

without fear of wither they are understood.

I love to see hearts being poured out

because of the holes in them

without question of wither its bad or good

 

 

I love pain, reflection, joy, or affection

 being expressed with words,

words that splash in our ears

like cannon balls shot in the dark

and as we listen we contemplate the meaning

not with our minds but with our souls

 

 

When we open up our minds,

move our thoughts to the side

and let those words seep into a place deep inside

a place where reality resides.

 

 

This is the place where true communication hides

where the meaning of unity is realized

when a group of any size can see through one’s eyes.

 

 

Then the definition of poetry is complete,

 and with this Demons of apathy we defeat,

princes of inhumanity we dethrone and take the seat,

and rule with love.

Reviews

[Lonely Islander]

This was an interesting and thoughtful piece. It was very well penned too. The last paragraph stood out to me but i enjoyed reading the whole thing:-):-):-D.

[Holly Mason]

interesting to read title drew me in...was not expecting the content that followed
communication is key but the key has been bent by judgement
time to get a copy and open us all up
thank you for sharing