Poetry Contest Entry
Artist - Susan Seddon Boulet
© Susan Seddon Boulet
Truth
~By Sydney Rose
Everyone builds their own prison
Everyone writes their own spells
And casts every curse they love to hate
That locks them away in their cells
The Immortal pours his heart out,
Into an empty cup
His tears sink to the bottom
And his art is what floats up
No walls to hit, nor enemy's glare
No dragon or foe with a sword
Could stop a mission from god
Like a poets last desperate word
Blood may flow from a lovers wound
He may writhe in agony and whine
But when a true romantic loves
It shall rise again with time
A love story with a sad ending,
Has really just begun
Because the song a lover singers
Starts everyday with the rising of the sun
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