I take too many photographs;
Afraid I will forget
Faces and places.
I write too much;
Afraid I will
Forget
How
I felt.
I take too many photographs;
Afraid I will forget
Faces and places.
I write too much;
Afraid I will
Forget
How
I felt.
Yes,
In me there are
Unexplored territories.
There are deserts
And oceans
Unknown.
There are unfinished poems
And dreams moving rhythmically
To the music of my soul.
In me.
Hidden realities.
Inside me thunder and lightening reside.
They do not just come and visit for a while.