untilted
sometimes draws a blank
nomatter how hard I try I can't think
It's been so long since I've seen the light
my vision goes on this lonely night
ruions of a past I can't erase
I try so hard to remember this face
untilted
sometimes draws a blank
nomatter how hard I try I can't think
It's been so long since I've seen the light
my vision goes on this lonely night
ruions of a past I can't erase
I try so hard to remember this face
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
---|---|---|
Title | Comments | Submitted |
untilted | 0 | 10/08/2009 |
untilted | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
Unspoken truth | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.