Hear Me Now... See Me Later

Hear Me Now... See Me Later

A Poem by PoeticFury
"

This was more of words as I like to say leaking..

"

Here I speak ….

I speak for now...

Helping others who help me.

Facing problems for those who know they have them, and want out.

While people like us who can relate, yet those who hate on what we love.

Quick to say that you are not worried about the world. Maybe because you can't carry your own weight?

Listen to what I have to say now, and see me later.

I pity you just as much as the people who have made the world bad.

Talking about us........

Saying what we do is stupid when you can't control your own mind by the hand of fate.

Married?

Well we are writers we are on our anniversary, and those who join us are engaged.

Emotions are now out the cage...

Stronger by day we become people to convince one to speak for themselves or put down the blade.

Tell us to speak now cause we will forever not hold our peace.

To live not in sad emotion though there will be rage to say the least.

Yet to live for them remember the promise about the scribe & sage?

Hear not just me, but all thirty of us.

Want me to stop?

Want me to quit?

Because of things that I am forced to repress?

People like you are nothing, but a test for my success.

Close your eyes empty you mind cause you clearly think of something to say to me, so know that I am going to be there for a long time.

Poetry.....

Music....

Family everywhere.... We are one.

Without them I may not be all that fine.

I hope you hear me now.

Cause you may not see me later.

If you need me to say this again I suggest you read this again line for line.


I need them...... I love them...... Hear us now.....”

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© 2011 PoeticFury


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PoeticFury
PoeticFury

New Orleans, LA



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Heaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..

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