Warmed Blankets Hanging

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Warmed Blankets Hanging

Loving unpeeled love with drowning pain
Empty trees flowing with the rhyme of winds
Storming clouds with so much anger flurried beneath
Fury grazing fading eyes to see so much
Walking a path through a chilled room without any lights to see, a truth
Looking around as candles flickering, laughing colors of yellow
Sadness and emptiness into a pumping wearing heart
A heart to give hope to many to see and hold the truth
An undying truth with words of a realm without talking with knowing the wanted!
Tormented hands with endless thoughts to flow a pen to a single piece of paper!
Reading arithmetic words from pains to haunt
Undressing the locked away to unlock a poem
Flowing with a gentle touch of a sea filed with empty souls to address!
Wanting to know emptiness to heal troubled walks under showering rains to fill a thought!
Thought with worry of surviving hanging blankets to warm knelling emptiness
Charging full without a grip in the showering rains to learn new lives!
Mind filled with eloquent knowledge to give much more rather than to receive!
Gripping terms with a battle on an open field
Loving to an endless to reconcile pains
Pains without word or tell to hear a word saying or telling a besieged mind to finally be at ease
Drained laughter with hunger to fill minds with convinced guidance to only give!
Time of the essence without streaming lights to guide and see!
Working hands to bestow overtime to whom may need to find a hammer and to give a nail to see what will come!

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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