Lost in Translation
I find my thoughts lost,
I try to understand,
I think outside the box,
I read between the lines,
I hold my breath and listen......
I hear the beating of the drum in my chest,
boom, boom, boom, boom
Rhythmic slow and steady.
I still wait to hear your words,
I wait for the spirits to answer and guide.
I hear nothing but the drum,
still beating still booming.
I take a deep breath and wait,
how will I know you are hear with me?
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Lost in Translation | 0 | 12/04/2011 |
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| I gave it all away | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| My World | 6 | 06/27/2009 |
| In the Dark I will wait for you | 4 | 07/09/2009 |
| Vampire | 5 | 06/27/2009 |
| Holding on to Hope | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| love my flaws | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| lost | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| Cold December | 1 | 06/24/2009 |
| Cool Morning Mist | 2 | 06/24/2009 |
| Infernal machine | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| Burning Love | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| The Wolf | 1 | 06/27/2009 |
| The Preditor | 2 | 06/27/2009 |
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