Para ti:
"I am trapped by words
The ones I speak
The ones I never say
My head stuffed full of dreams
My body of memories
I flounder
betwenn two worlds
The future and the past
I wanted to write a poem
more full of passion more full
of love
than any
I have ever
written
How does one measures years
What standard does one use
to wheight them
I am trapped
by time
It circles my wrists
guides
my steps
I live in the shadow of my words
They measure the moments
of my life
What part in all this do you have
What part in all this do I
To understand the question
to hold it
open
to hold it
open
until finding it
we enter free"
Susan Sherman
comentários (2)
Para ti:
"I am trapped by words
The ones I speak
The ones I never say
My head stuffed full of dreams
My body of memories
I flounder
betwenn two worlds
The future and the past
I wanted to write a poem
more full of passion more full
of love
than any
I have ever
written
How does one measures years
What standard does one use
to wheight them
I am trapped
by time
It circles my wrists
guides
my steps
I live in the shadow of my words
They measure the moments
of my life
What part in all this do you have
What part in all this do I
To understand the question
to hold it
open
to hold it
open
until finding it
we enter free"
Susan Sherman
Por Loureiro | janeiro 27, 2010 9:25 PM
em 27/01/2010 21:25
"I wanted to write a poem
more full of Passion
more full of Love..."
Por Allegro | janeiro 28, 2010 9:45 PM
em 28/01/2010 21:45