Thesis of the lost poet

Starring through those words left penned out

Trying to find a meaning without reason

The victim with no help, no life, just lines

Words with such meaning if your searching to find

But noone ever looks just never cared to see

Screaming until his voice died down in a pad

The elegance in the deepness spread on faith alone

That maybe one day someone would want to know

Now its all that’s left a memoir of the unkept

History speaking volumes that he never expressed

Unlocking a secret he wished he didn’t have to hide

The story of no warmth, no care, just his feelings inside

Maybe some intrest or a spark of curiosity

Maybe he left more than youll ever have

A love for words your loves hidden a blur

He left with the dead poets not searching for home

After life his words finally sink deep to your bone

10/29/09 at 11:12am