A Wordless Sky
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If I don't write, I'm doomed to die
and lie beneath a wordless sky
A silent corpse, unseen, unheard
alive yet dead- is that absurd?
If rhymes don't paint a rainbow hue
and lines don't tempt with taste of dew
If words can't clothe just what I feel
this thing called life must not be real
Without a dose of poetry
what will become of you and me?
Just members of the walking dead,
we march each one with empty head
A lifeless, joyless, hopeless mass
who try to make the hours pass
Without the ecstasy of rhyme
to be alive is just a crime
For life without the words I write
is dull and drear, like starless night
Like endless, tortured misery
is life without my poetry
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2018
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