I Want To Write Poetry From The Soul
the twitch in your cheek,
your downcast eyes
the distant thunder,
blackening skies,
and so the rain comes,
you weep into night
and then there is darkness,
where there was light.
for this night you weep
,till all your tears spent
your cry to the gods,
the message was sent
so sleep.. and the answer
will come at dawn
your light from within
revealed in the morn
your downcast eyes
the distant thunder,
blackening skies,
and so the rain comes,
you weep into night
and then there is darkness,
where there was light.
for this night you weep
,till all your tears spent
your cry to the gods,
the message was sent
so sleep.. and the answer
will come at dawn
your light from within
revealed in the morn