I make these poems up in my head
And need to put them down instead
But when I do it seems to me
They have gone, completely out of view
A fleeting thought
A distant dream
All too soon they are erased
From the cogwheels of my mind
A bitter struggle now I face
Looking at an empty space
Where will I find the words
That somehow need to be said
(c) Phoenix Rainez
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PoetryA collection of poems from romance to just thoughtful moments. Posting as and when a poem is ready for public reading.
