Depict

by

Thomas Granger

A hariot, a dove leading the way in powered flight
Removes the setting of the cloak still meant to seem all right
Brings the gents all scrambling, unwitting to this charm
In droves they come awaiting, never hearing the alarm

Left in hopeless struggle, wishing she might turn around
The ringing of the music seems to muffle my faint sound
Taking deeper breaths to seem louder and in sink
Appearing to feel better of myself, or so I think

I know so little of the proper limerick to depict
Outside I hardly bother, while inside there is conflict
In ways you can't imagine, come from sharing of my heart
Fragmented tiny bits of Love were not broken in the start

Though inviting me to enter into realms deemed so unreal
They compromise my judgement so I don't know what to feel
I know it is on fire but I have to touch it, still
Removing all my doubts that it will burn, because it will

Gliding towards the bottom of a long and treacherous glide
Dreaming, in the middle I'll get to go back inside
Have time to see the sunshine glow and wander in today
Counting on tomorrow it will take my tears away

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Why don't you look at The Way I Feel
by: Eddie Tacub
from: Kauai, HI, US

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