Aa Harvey

Turn the page

Turn the page

 

 

Inside this mind a thought is formed,

Then cast aside to remain no more.

A lightning bolt inside a storm;

My memory returns as if it was before.

 

 

So words are said to set us free

And they do, as I tell you the tale of me.

Myself and I are a symbiotic personality.

My mind, body and soul create poetry.

 

 

Succinct when in sync,

Through these stories I speak.

The boy, now a man,

Is forever becoming more unique.

 

 

This life is too short and time is no friend;

The watcher is watching and waiting for the end,

But he shall remain unfulfilled, on that you can depend,

Because I have much more to do, before I ascend.

 

 

My soul has grown weary and needs to speak out.

Protest, or suggest; a way to remove the doubt.

Many have come before me, so I have no need to shout;

We are close now, so I can whisper and you shall hear aloud.

 

 

Minds are for changing and I am no longer the same;

I have passed through the dark times, I have turned the page.

The rain has stopped falling and even now I remain,

A poet, the poet; unheard of…

But one day you will know my name.

 

 

(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

 

Comments3

  • orchidee

    We've heard of ya! Good write. lol.

    • Aa Harvey

      Thank you. :)

    • P.H.Rose

      I know you already
      This is so very good
      Well done ....

    • notapoet

      Wow, what an awesome write you have here, really great work and a pleasure to read.

      • Aa Harvey

        Thank you. I'm glad you liked it.



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