Rationalising the world, <br />through words, <br />hiding emotions, <br />in metaphors and ryhme, <br />as a poet this is my crime. <br />living in a world of words, <br />surfing on the waves of inspiration, <br />feeling at times like a clogged up atery, <br />with thoughts and feelings and dreams, <br />caughts in long winding streams of poetic purpose. <br />seeing life through a bottle, <br />a utopic lonely life, <br />like that of a salt tasting fisherman, <br />waiting in knowing assureness, <br />that the right catch will take the bait. <br />like a child that turns to comics, <br />to make sense of the world, <br />i pick up a pen, <br />and with strokes and swirls, <br />decorate the lonely page. <br />with a poem<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rationalising-the-world-through-words/
