Lost In Ink Stains

My words are lost in ink stains Verses smudged in prints of you Illegible scribbles soon fill in lines Once paved with love anew Now only paperless pain ensues An unnatural sequence of thoughts Scribed in distressed hues of blue Will re-actively release your grip But the pain it can’t undo Now only agony grew My heart hands weep writes of tomorrow My paper and pen are tempered in sorrow My emotions bellow wallows Of a mournful mind I pray This too Shall pass In time…

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Diane Perna

Date: 5/12/2023 2:10:00 PM

Written so profoundly! I can relate to your words. Nicely done!

Joe Maverick

Date: 10/23/2012 2:24:00 PM

Hey Lay..! I have an old watch I can send that is always one the lunch hour so there`s a good good thirteen hours a day there going back a good few years...L O L..] that should give you an edge on things.. Do hope you cheer up soon yours Joe..]

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/14/2012 9:30:00 AM

Walayee, glad to read your poem - but so sad and moving.....Wish you to smile and be happy. - oxox big warm hug from Anne-Lise :)

L.Ruby Meyer

Date: 8/13/2012 8:04:00 PM

Oh Walayee, So quickly tears filled my eyes. If only you knew how powerfully I recognize your words and what they are saying! I have been in this place... "my heart hands weep writes of tomorrow" painful, and beautiful. Thank-you. x Peace, Ruby