My sensitive words
At times
The enemy
Simmering emotions
Penetrating thoughts
Screaming to be free
Ponder eternity
Sad state of soul
Subtle revolution
True essence of a turning point
Fear of letting go
Wanting you to know
Then again
Not really
Sad discovery
Transparency
You already knew
Seeking solace for such loss
Reality
A cruel joke indeed
So this is how it goes
Depressions broken record
I’ve dreamed so long of bliss
Perhaps a mere mirage
Woke up this morning
A new day
Try another way
My poetry
A riddle
As it’s meant to be
Craft your own interpretation
And simply smile……
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009
At times
The enemy
Simmering emotions
Penetrating thoughts
Screaming to be free
Ponder eternity
Sad state of soul
Subtle revolution
True essence of a turning point
Fear of letting go
Wanting you to know
Then again
Not really
Sad discovery
Transparency
You already knew
Seeking solace for such loss
Reality
A cruel joke indeed
So this is how it goes
Depressions broken record
I’ve dreamed so long of bliss
Perhaps a mere mirage
Woke up this morning
A new day
Try another way
My poetry
A riddle
As it’s meant to be
Craft your own interpretation
And simply smile……
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2009
