Maybe So


Maybe it was all for nothing

Seasons of pages burning slow

Edges of charcoal midnight glow

Reminds me of your memory

In a place where dreams decompose,

There shall I repose for time eternal

Ghostly music bringing veils, shrouds of song

Whilst I pen accursed lyrics and then

Lay my head on beds of coals

Ah, if only to dream again,

To see your face in Heavenly frames

Forgive me as I die in flames,

Reaching for your shining glory

Maybe it was all for nothing...



Poetry by Charles Lezine
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Written on 2012-04-26 at 03:24

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jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
A writer in charge of the pen wrote this.
Life...who knows :)
I know I like this.
2012-04-26



I much enjoyed the lilting and the ebbing, rhythmic pendulum of the verses... Very interesting style and statement.
2012-04-26