The Poet of Colours

Oh the poet,
Who speaks so vividly of their Self

Oh the poet the artist
That knows emotion

Oh the poet
Who can speak of truths without words

Who can describe the colour of the sky
To the blind, and the sensation
Of moaning
To a mute

Knows how one can be Happy
And cannot be Sad
Just as I cannot be You

The poet, the painter, the musician
Who feels what comes next
A moment without a hesitation
A feeling that is true

The poet who spoke of God
And whispered into the Ear
‘But we are just One’

Oh the poet
Who walks hand in hand
With bliss, eternity and purity
Is so Real and Present, the poet
Is merely a sensation

Oh the poet
Is who we all are
All we dream to be
All we dream to be made of
All we dream of
All our dreams

Oh the poet, the poet
The Poet
Is nothing more
Than a kiss

The Poet of Colours

utterthevoid

Joined December 2008

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A night of passion

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