by lindsyjonesunknown, California, USA
Jun 2014 1,185 Views 22 comments
The Language Of My Soul
The language of my soul
Unwritten, unspoken
It doesn't reverberate
In the halls of your fame
It wouldn't be displayed
In the walls with your name
Nor will it be heard
In your silence
It will lay dormant
Inside my heart
Content to be locked
My soul beyond your touch.
Unwritten, unspoken
It doesn't reverberate
In the halls of your fame
It wouldn't be displayed
In the walls with your name
Nor will it be heard
In your silence
It will lay dormant
Inside my heart
Content to be locked
My soul beyond your touch.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
I wrote this many a years agoThank you all for your reads.
Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
More Poems
Nosing & Spying - These Two Are Blood Born Brothers And Sisters!
worms
BLUE
Orlando
Love... so simple but complex
Falling In Love
More Poems
Report Abuse for this page, if inappropiate
More Poems by lindsyjones
- Grave is our destiny
- My life as a young girl
- Please come back
- Dedicated to a Hoarder
- Losing a friend
- Russia against Ukraine, 2nd entry in Yankee's challenge
- War. For Yankee's challenge
- Flowers
- Lord forgive us
- Nature
- Yesterday's sorrow
- If only I could
- My lonely and forgotten grave
- I am a sinner
- We will be with you always
- Let us repent
- The world in darkness
- Humanity, we're losing it (for UKRAINE)
- Justice is served
- Spirited and Free
- More Poems by lindsyjones (153)
Comments (22)
Well written.........Mick.
Love you all.