If perfect had a conscience
If brilliance became kind
There would be no turmoil
There would be sound mind
When you bid what haunts you
When you draw it near
You will save the starlight
You will cause the clear
If perfect had a conscience
If brilliance became kind
There would be no turmoil
There would be sound mind
When you bid what haunts you
When you draw it near
You will save the starlight
You will cause the clear
I love this, when you bid what haunts you, when you draw it near-such perfect lines
Thank you. I’m slowly learning!
you don’t need to learn to express poetry- its all feeling and expression- you can’t you wrong. and your poem was great
Beautiful insight. Thank you!
Your welcome