Saturday, September 11, 2010

Reflections of My Soul

Posted by T.S.Garp

At some point in time, we will all be a reflection of what was.

Reflections of my soul,

passing through waves,

across an endless sea of tales, never told.


Flowing of a sound remain.

Echoing hearts linger on the brain.

Mere shadows of the melody importunate.

Departed true lovers, farewell unfortunate.


Spurred by memories made so rarity

Reflections so despairing in a mist of uncharity

T.S.Garp © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved.


Anonymous said...

Great writing, very interesting poem!