Listen

Written at midnight.

Upon this sheet shall I write
With this feather and ink
The parchment rolls
And inkwells

My words shall be delivered to you
By ink
By text
By sound
By mouth

Hear me now I plead
Listen to my story of woe
Lend an ear to me
And listen to my songs of old

I spin these stories
Like a weaver with cloth
I write these words
As they fall from my mind
Only for a second though
Do I have the chance
The will
To write them out

In the blistering heat
In the biting cold
In the mild days
Always my words
They keep together

Tune in to what I say
Maybe, I pray
You'll hear what I teach
You'll see what I mean

Hear me now I beg of you
Listen to my stories of joy
Hear what I have to say
And read this write of old

Reviews

[Mizuki Tsukiakari]

It's about a writer, right? It's amazing. It's just so good. I really enjoyed it! ;p

[deeps]

My words shall be delivered to you
By ink
By text
By sound
By mouth

love these words here, this is wonderful i enjoyed this.