Surveying All Without Focal Hindsight
This will take time
My epitaph for her
What is the most romantic thing i can say to her
What if i told her that her mourning tears that drip from her face
Would pass through my etheral hand as my soul tried in vain to catch
or use these petulant and subservant words to describe a life full of life
Surveying all without focal hindsight
Compare her essence with natures florish or divinty artwork.
She makes me small
A fly upon a mirrored universe
Unprepared for this
She is my god for she has saved me
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
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
