Saturday, 2 October 2010

Poetry of the Heart

I did not think
Therefore I never knew
Should I have gone?
With or without you…

Whilst there seems betrayal
I need not know
Forever told
I am really not that old.

Yet unforeseen
In a shadow’s box,
Lays truths and lies
Only in darkness met.

A hold the voice
Of the past be told
Not yet, not now
Your time will unfold.

When I lie awake, I know
The love there is
Knows where I hold.

Be kept not I
Forever more
Unjust yet ruthless
Wise, yet untold.

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