Paint Me
How many words could describe, could descry
All the emptiness, filled, all the words in the night
That could never quite be said enough
How many tears could condense from my lips
All the feelings, the lies, oh my mind's darkened it
All the soul, never empty of love
How many seas are contained in your eyes
How many Truths, intermixed with your sighs
How many tempests, so hollow, so high
Are yet rife with emotion, so true and so nigh
How many tears could conclude all I am
All the thoughts of the tide that I never could stem
Ah! The moon shines so bright now above
How many rays fill the depths of my soul
How many days will all sorrow be full
How many times will this ocean be whole
I am rife with emotion
Contentment's a hole that will fill but to seep
To the deepest of seas
To the oceans of all that are my memories
Oh I see and I cry out into the dark night
To the stars of the sky, to the sunrise last light
That the heavens are falling deep into my sight
I have drowned in the depths that yet drown out all light
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment