Blue Poet

Land of the mind 

In the land of the mind 
where many live yet all have died 
nameless poet cried 


over things that happend 
as well as those that have not 
over his fate he cried a lot


overwhelmed with beautiful sadness 
remembering tyger\'s fearful symmetry 
he cried his tearful poetry 


words of a poet are his tears
and he filled his with fears and dispair and desire 
his words were full of fire 


shining on an endless night 
without darkness there\'s no light 
crying poet thought as he cried 

in the land of the mind