Words from the Dead

Great cadence and word choice. Beautifully written.

A Writer's Soul

The old poets only wrote things they’ve grown familiar with, so,
They spun tales of love and death,
Expecting the endings to change with each new word,
Yet, to no ones surprise, the endings remained very much the same,
And love was lost to death, and death succumbs to a never-ending cycle of life.

These old poets, they knew the ways life tortured those who felt deeply,
Those who loved to a fault always lost more than they gained, so they recorded
Warnings and spread their caution throughout history,
Ye,t for how much we think ourselves scholars and philosophers,
We failed to see the obvious; the truth buried in sonnets and tragic ballads,
Written in beautiful sunsets and heartbreaking confessionals.
Speaking truthfully, I know that you feel more for me than I you,
And know that you will never be able to capture the soul hidden behind my eyes,

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