Undefined Mind
Never Ending
Unseen
Endure
Circles
Riveting Silence
Hiding in Plain Sight
Life - An Art
Page Wanderers
Too Late
No Idea
Yin Yang
Words
Eye of the Storm
Mirrored
Be All Ears
Ever Wondered
Habit
Page Wanderers
My mother always said
"don't fall in love with a poet"
they pretend to love you
but what they really love
is writing about loving you
you are mere words to them
feelings cheapened by a page,
dusty grey typewriters,
and many unfinished drafts
of lovers both old and new,
you are the question mark,
but not the answer,
they are searching for ?
person unidentified: mystery
the page wanderer,
each poem a missing
person poster to cover their
bedroom walls.
they cannot love something
that is in their head
poets are the loneliest of
all people, my mother said.
they write to immortalize
what has long past.
to live within their words,
but not reality,
lost souls writing suicide notes
and proclaiming it art.
© Epic Novella,
книга «Mysteries of the Mind».
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