I Feel Like Writing Again..........
Most of a life of quiet somber solitude
I must feel like writing it all down
All the times I wanted to scream out in pain
in fury in yearning on my own
The years I sat silently by the edge watching a living
river and dying of thirst
The thousand smiles and invitations of
chance lost from the first
Yearnings of my own dreams questions
of all the missing years
Why so many days alone inside
why the unpredictable tears
For a man there seemed to be too many
Born in a place half way old ......
too complicated an orchestration
Wanderlusts and hatreds......bitter tastes.......
go ahead ...write it all down
In the end ....... just another lost puzzle piece
dying to be found
Write it all down........Write it all down