Outspoken Poet's Blog

Every breathe I breathe is cold as ice,
everything I touch is burning.
Ever since I lost imagination.

Like a stream that flows into the sea
I am lost for all Eternity.
Ever since you took your smile away from me

Every beat strikes cords of you and me.
Every move has all but meaning.
Ever since I crushed serenity.

Sometimes
the sound of goodbye
is louder
than any drumbeat!

(c) Outspoken Poet