#myGift #myPoet I took a pen and a pad. Aim was to jot down the feeling with the pad rested on my lap. Words wouldnt cross my mind. Guess the burnt bridges long time ago. I took out my phone and went through the photos. I went through old messages, Looked through your eyes but I guess it slipped my mind you are million miles away. I slept raged. Page blank and my mind flew Crossed oceans and landed in Olso. Also descended down to trodehiem, an outskirt, speaking Norwegian. Jeg elsker deg I found myself articulating. All I ever wanted to say was that Jeg savner deg. Cant begin to explain the love I have for the alphabet between T and V. And i felt a hand gently shaking me, shut my eyes open and I was dreaming. Looked beside my bed, I found a book and a pencil. Side of my neck aching Sorrows of my fate flashing. Whoever said was blind must have been high, Faith is where the love is. See, spiritual eyes will never mislead. I remembered the pad, I took it and closed my eyes the feeling poured out. Love can be bad but love can be good... By: Turf the last poet
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 22:12:21 +0000
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