A poet without knowledge.
Without a pencil.
Dry like the wrinkles on the face of a desert.
Crushed like a shattered heart.
Naked in her bed.
Soulless, speechless.
Lost within the fractures of an old romantic vision.
My dull smile.
My empty eyes.
The whiskey from last night.
I try to find the concepts.
How ironic!
A poet without knowledge.
A poet without a heart.
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Wisdom From the Dark Side. (#Wattys2015)
PoetryA bundle of dark poems and short poetic stories from life experiences and a great love of poetry and literature. -We hope you enjoy it. -Don't forget to vote and comment. My daughter and I share this experience. -Written by: Michel and Carmen Ahwach.
