Stop it
You can’t go
And you won’t stay behind
Words pile on top of one another
And reading
Becomes something too harsh
And too disciplined for this world
This havoc
You created with your mind
Poems
You call this poetry
I call it life
Something to breathe
Food for the soul
Because after all
You can’t go
And I’d never leave you behind
Words
Completion of a sort
Ending what
And for what reason
Just words
i enjoyed this can't and will not live without them!!
peace
TRASK
Well expressed!!
Love Tinka
nice work, Art Sun...
Keep them words coming Sue.
Louisa
to you.
Words are mighty and yours have always been worthwhile reading.
Best wishes
from
kay
Fee
"I call it life
Something to breathe
Food for the soul"
Very well done!
Love,
CJ