WordlessA Poem by Your Tasty Field Advisora poem i wrote in dedication to all them poets who love poetry and can just pull words from a unknown place within seconds of saying something.Now, as for me, You would think I’m one with infinite word upon his tongue
Especially being a poet
But let me say just one thing
Even poets, or just me,
Can lose track of what to say.
This poem within itself
Tells exactly what it’s about
Unless you have a hard time understanding
The simple
And easy
Wording of this poet.
Poetry is my life
But I do have other things, being a poet
That brings words right out
And draws me into a wordless
And senseless rant
That can only be understood within one mind
The mind of insanity
Or the mind of a poet.
The senseless ranting of every poet
The wordless insanity pool
Is there any blackness within one’s mind
Or is it all gone
Sucked
Drained
Of all thought
And no peace.
To this I say, “No”
For, as a poet, we all have darkness there
And that darkness brings us to the end
To the end of our days as poets
Wordless.
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8 Reviews Added on May 12, 2008 AuthorYour Tasty Field AdvisorAboutdad, if you read this, you should know the facts before you start assuming that all the dark poems are about you. just saying that you arent always my muse to write thoes dark poems about. so, dont .. more..Writing
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