Best Song Lyricpeace Poems

At Peace With Songs

Miracles happen
They just rarely occur
Purely
Hold me in cure
Writers 
We poets 
Villages become survival
Secrets unknown
Softly spoken
Forgotten
And once more told
Aging loftily as a man
I’m old
Elderly calls the cold
My diary of pain
To behold
When life becomes bard 
Simple treasures reflect hard
I feel submersed 
Beneath difficult task
Back against the wind
I’d request help
But I have no one to ask
Trying to make life
As lovely as I can
And for once outlast 
The prophecy of man

You must find peace 
Within your song
The emptiness 
The Weighted wrong
You must find peace 
Within your song
All the nothing 
We’ve become