Friday, May 29, 2015

Pray Tell. Poetry From a friend


Pray tell?



Pray tell?

Why do I find myself lost.
Lost in the chambers.

The chambers of my darkened soul,
Wandering,
Seeking,
Searching,
For that illusive perfect phrase.
For just a few words..........Just a few words.

Saturated,
Saturated in unknown emotion.

Only 2 tell you,
Only 2 let you know

That you have changed my
blackness Into hues,


Hues of majestically flowing colors of Red


With Love from South Africa


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