Uncover me,
Till no words can fit or form,
Till freedom is my truth,
Uncover me,
From the lullabies of youth,
And its deepening lie of strength,
Uncover me,
Lost of all shrieking feeling,
Till purity is my being,
Uncover me,
And I'll leave in peace,
My incidental time.
Enjoyed The Word Play
Youth is transitory - :D
Truth, strength and purity an
Truth, strength and purity an ambitious combination. Liked your poetry; your poem left me with one big question "where to find all these qualities". Your poem makes the reader think, coffeepot. Good write.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thank you. xP
Thank you. xP