Talk to Me
A Poem by Ian.T
Thoughts on time and space we seem to embrace
Talk to Me We assume that time is real Though we scatter it among the stars Bringing it into our existence... Using many words there we wander Without essence and form Believing the words, making the picture Then disappointment at reality seen How can we portray so much? Simplicity, there we struggle to show Complications strewn far and wide Poetic license used freely in our escape Let the world know you may say. Step back retreat into oblivion Then celebrate our meagre endeavors Only to be thrown back again. Knowing even in perfection we are flawed Here I give you my words as best I can Reflect the things I see and understand Give me some truths not just a wide berth I need to learn and be there with you all. It is not me that must try harder to write It’s you out there that needs to say. How do I know, the time we made passes? If only I could think as you, and feel as you. Ian.T
© 2016 Ian.T
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Added on December 10, 2016
Last Updated on December 10, 2016
Tags: Life
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Ian.TLeicester, Leicestershire East Midlands, United Kingdom
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Old, and have written for many years just need another outlet more..
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