I wrote a song today
A song of color grey, dull and sad
An irregular composition, such as from a drunken minstrel's pipe organ
It didn't tell of the starry night or a cloudy form
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So I rubbed off the song from my book of songs Tore up the page and set it ablaze on the dying candle fire It wept bitterly into flame and smoke My own song choked me to tears..............her ghost.. haunding. my memories, my struggle. my tears, broken promises............ all the pain you have described so well dear poet. tony
Such a nice poem, L. E. Z. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.