Cry Out

Whisper clouds of the unheard cage unknown Shall I say, lay where once told of unspoken book Mark thy wisdom of felt joys alone Send me eyes, hear far cries outlook. Oh! Tears held fear now speak Close thy palm; reach an open door of warm Know you once, shan’t twice step of sick Can’t thy light be of wings harm? Steal, run, and bid goodbyes, not a moment spare Be of reason why smile and grave shall be of seen Cross healed of wounds, say you never cared Drag thy paths, eyes of mortal sin Now, hear the most of never known sealed brave Speak of must, thirst I shall crave. >>> this is a requested poem...a friend of mine asked me to make one for her school project, and this is what I gave her <<<<