Images dance
Just beyond my mind’s eye
A voice inside
Dying to cry.
Where are the answers
To life’s unasked questions?
Where are the clues
To the secrets of death’s illusions?
Visions swirl
In the muddied waters
Kodak memories
Played backwards.
Someplace in time
Behind the masks
Someplace in life
Where the fear basks.
Robbing the poor
To feed the blind
Searching desperately
For nothing to find.
I loved all kinds of lines you used in this Beth like.......
"Dying to cry."
and
"Kodak memories
Played backwards."
and
"Robbing the poor
To feed the blind"
over I just love it all!!!
and I have a great title for it
how about ...The Devil May Cry
Oh its cool to write things and just let it flow......but i wouldn't mention that you have no idea what you are writing about......let us decide..... you dont have to say anything :)
This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me,-
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet .. more..