Poetry & Song

The lonely ones write poetry and song,

Bleeding out their hearts through pen

They look to belong.

Nights compared to day are always long

Staring at the clock and asking when.

The lonely ones write poetry and song.

Verse will make the weak will strong

Next time, over and again

They look to belong.

Finding the right verb just might prolong

A twinkle in the eyes of women, men.

The lonely ones write poetry and song.

Minds chaotic, faces long

Holding breaths, some count to ten

And look to belong.

A copious and tragic throng

Composed of souls struck now and then.

The lonely ones write poetry and song;

They look to belong.