Hyperbolic

by

Thomas Granger

The sound that makes a mark upon my window ledge at night
Echoing again so soft and slow
Continues to be soothing until I can see the light
The gentle river's rhythm is the flow

Sparkling within this, the star so brightly shines
Excusing my displeasure all the while
Beneath the steely casing my heart better defines
My Loving like a warm and sensual smile

Come to my creation, found the bitter part of sweet
Left its taste apparently distinct
Gone with all my passed thoughts to the place emotions meet
Onto of which my mind the space is linked

Though in crashing to the bottom I find ways to help you out
Sorrow creeps into the very bone
Finding it is all my ways that this fighting's all about
Maybe I'd be better all alone

My hyperbolic statements leave me standing in the breeze
My cries drift off silent with the rain
Laying in the darkness my hopes are that someone frees
My heart before it breaks once again

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Morning to Me
by: Judy Geduldig
from: Yreka, CA, US

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