Get Your Premium Membership

I Do Escape

Creation way of creativity Some how - strange I feel Destroys In me surrounding Peace Those, strong hold (friends) when I feel creative - fear The end First: let me explain of Time my Time Relation to… the object and the turn Return (trade) My youth truth is; I do escape from this dimension indulge (hate) Fantasy Love, but real Love, has a number ticket, stub still, to the point creative sparks must retain the lonely dark Spark known - (seen) contrasting only shown when darkness known

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Shattered Sighs