ShadowsCool
06-19-2011, 09:38 AM
-The Unknown Poet-
The unknown poet
Lives on a mountain,
He finds his rhymes
Out of the mist,
Wrapped in mystic bliss.
Little they know of him
What he does with his time,
His name an unknown
He writes anonymous rhyme.
He's the tenderer of words
He listens from the sky,
He hears the thunder
And ponders why.
He writes thoughts down
He borrows from nowhere,
His words dance around
In the light lofty air.
His words go unnoticed,
Reticence is his story.
He goes unpublished,
Not in it for glory.
He's one with God,
His words transmit...
Over the valley of peace;
Where he'll mystically sit...
In the spirit of his mind -
Praying for inspiration -
Through meditation -
For a revelation.
His hopes are his dreams
He writes with such eloquence,
His pen a dear friend
To go to war with in the end.
He doesn't have time
To meet you there,
He's got a deadline when
He's got to meet his friend,
The pen.
The unknown poet
Lives on a mountain,
He finds his rhymes
Out of the mist,
Wrapped in mystic bliss.
Little they know of him
What he does with his time,
His name an unknown
He writes anonymous rhyme.
He's the tenderer of words
He listens from the sky,
He hears the thunder
And ponders why.
He writes thoughts down
He borrows from nowhere,
His words dance around
In the light lofty air.
His words go unnoticed,
Reticence is his story.
He goes unpublished,
Not in it for glory.
He's one with God,
His words transmit...
Over the valley of peace;
Where he'll mystically sit...
In the spirit of his mind -
Praying for inspiration -
Through meditation -
For a revelation.
His hopes are his dreams
He writes with such eloquence,
His pen a dear friend
To go to war with in the end.
He doesn't have time
To meet you there,
He's got a deadline when
He's got to meet his friend,
The pen.