There was a feeling
A buried emotion
That was lost in a sea
Of dreary and tiring things
There was one way
Only one, that it might have
Been seen by mere glancing eyes
Her eyes won't reveal
The powerful truth
That nobody knew
And nobody was told
It was her soul
In her art
It was the voice in
Each brushstroke
And the bruises
In her melodies
And a stark
Broken love
But always hope
Because it is
The only thing stronger
than that petrifying fear
As it attempts to
Keep its claws in us
But lost in a sea of emotion
Unvieled in the most
Unconventional of ways
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoésieAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
