PHIRE | Poetry Vibe
PHIRE
This poet practices good karma and posts comments 10900
contest winner
lightness in the dark
Poetic Hustler Illustrating Reality Everyday! #FollowMe

Site Rank

GENERAL

  4 star general
Total poems   154
Lifetime Views   42919
Total poems - 7 days   0
Total poems - 30 days   0
Total poems - 90 days   0
Total poems - 365 days   0
you need to login or register to leave a comment

Masterpiece

CATEGORY

life

Views: 262
How did i come, to the point of tournishing art Please know that i too, have scars on my heart What to me was a masterpiece is now destroyed Thought this would be special and to me forever enjoyed Scarring is said to be, a natural part of healing The story behind each one, is the part not appealing My masterpiece, a piece of art, a beauty of sort Memories will last forever but our time is cut short Noticeable my wounds are not, but i too am hurt For what i have done, my feelings i can't avert The scars are special they show where i have been My taj mahal, my mona lisa, my wall of berlin No longer the artist, none of my work should survive The scars gradually fade, the masterpiece i want to revive So i devote my time to recreate, my greatest composition If I leave not a masterpiece, take my life as remission.....

You must be registered to leave a comment. Registration is FREE.

Register

COMMENTS

No comments. Be the first to enter a comment.

login below

Forgot your username?