SOMETIMES I WONDER IT'S HARD FOR ME

Sometimes I wonder,
When I wake up late at night.
Where did all the poems go,
The one's that I know I didn't write.

It's not my fault really,
When I wake up late at night.
There lost poems of my soul,
The one's that I know I didn't write.

Do they end up in some inspired heaven,
When I wake up late at night.
Or do they go where all poems go,
The one's that I know I didn't write.

So I hope that I can be forgiven,
When I wake up late at tonight.
For being too tired for poems,
The one's that I know I didn't write.

It's hard for me to write poetry,
When I wake up late at night.
Hope the poems will forgive me
especially,
The ones that I know I didn't write.








Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-01-19 at 01:06

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D G Moody The PoetBay support member heart!
Ha! Now Alan, where is that notebook beside your pillow? That said, I too forget to reach for it.
2023-01-19


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Lovely write Alan
2023-01-19


arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
My thoughts exactly!
2023-01-19