Cryptical

Libellule

It seems my life is cryptical
always forever elliptical
as I again orbit around myself
another unread book on a shelf

 

All of these secrets kept within
a true bounty of virtue and sin
yet left here forever unread
hiding behind words still unsaid

 

A life lived below the surface
where only I can then trace
these lines penned in ink
leading right up to the brink

 

Playing these haunting tunes
as cryptic as buried runes
I again now lead you astray
with rhyming verse I now say

 

But this is the dearest price
of not willing to recite twice
words meant for others to read

decipher this poetic life I lead

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  • sorenbarrett

    (All of these secrets kept within
    a true bounty of virtue and sin
    yet left here forever unread
    hiding behind words still unsaid)
    A verse that encapsulates poets. A beautiful poem of taking what's inside and putting it out for others
    (Playing these haunting tunes
    as cryptic as buried runes
    I again now lead you astray
    with rhyming verse I now say)
    Love the poem a fave



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