Monday, August 18, 2014

A Poem

Sadness and sorrow,

What was not mine that I borrowed,

A feeling until tomorrow,

Oh yet all the more sorrow,

Don't get me wrong,

There plays a sacred song,

One forever to go on,

Just know, invincible men don't have to be invisible men.......

but often are.

Too many scars?

No not really,

Just too many can't feel me,

I am just Yours, His, and Hers,

This heart is smart,

Playing a part Divine,

Shining time after time,

Return the burned lines,

Shine in triumph,

Amidst the line ups warmongers send to destroy who?

Yeah, me and you.