The soft, the tender, the heroic and the vehement, the poignant, the stirring, the rhythm in the song. Words, the words
A force like a tram driving them along - some roll off, they roll off my tongue
As I lay here alongside them looking up to nothing whilst seeing everything all at once.
-
Author:
A.J (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 1st, 2017 17:26
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 28
Offline)
Comments1
Yep. Words it is. Nothing and everything.
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.