Castaways
Some don’t belong in this world
They are creative and tormented
These artists, musicians and poets
They wink at the night
and whisper sweet nothings
They love too much
The muse comes along
She reveals all to them
The secrets of love, its sorrow and pain
its joy and pleasure
They don’t understand logic
these souls only know the beauty
Where will they go? What do they do?
The moon is shining upon them
The sun is warmth to their hearts
The tormented souls have been hurt
They fear losing their heart
Shadows hide the truth
Dreams reveal the secrets of beauty
They color this world with harmony
and sing a song of love
Their rapture is such glory
yet the colors tumble, the words fall
The musicians play out of key
The dancers stumble and weep
Some don’t belong in this world
©Dale CJ Clark
Well said. Enjoyed reading.
cause I'm a little lost with that. ;) But I do
think it's a beautiful language, wish I could
speak it.
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