Beautiful creatures

 

In our world of innocence and light,
We live amongst demons and sinners,
In our world of silence and comfortableness',
We have lost, and they become winners,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
The timeless souls of verse,
We can nourish and feed ourselves,
In our script we self immerse,

We can make all the bad disappear,
And write of a life surreal,
But alas our open hearts fail us,
For every word, we feel,

But we are the beautiful creatures,
We bring life where there is none,
We can word away from the demons,
And the sinners? Well there is only one.

◄ I died inside

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Comments

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Tina Ford

Thu 27th Nov 2014 13:08

Thank you for your words x

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 27th Nov 2014 12:52

The idea of "We are the beautiful creatures"
reminds me of "We are the music makers...we are
the dreamers of dreams" and is ideal for
portraying the place of poets and poetry in the
scheme of things...while the final line leaves
us with a question to ponder.

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