Post by SimplyTree on Mar 8, 2003 1:15:37 GMT -5
My muse is gone
Lost somewhere between
the here, the now, and the then.
Oh how he inspired me!
Words would flow as plentiful
as clover in springtime!
The passion that I felt was
so intense. The creative genius
that dwells deep within my being
revealed itself again and again!
Now there is silence. No passion.
No words that stir the soul.
Where has my muse gone? What sent
him away? Was it me?
From my soul poured words that
were so passionate and so true
that I myself could scarcely believe
they belonged to me. Now, there is
nothing where once there was a fount.
Bring back my muse that held my heart
and inspired my soul!!! I demand his
return!!!!!
What have I done?
Lost somewhere between
the here, the now, and the then.
Oh how he inspired me!
Words would flow as plentiful
as clover in springtime!
The passion that I felt was
so intense. The creative genius
that dwells deep within my being
revealed itself again and again!
Now there is silence. No passion.
No words that stir the soul.
Where has my muse gone? What sent
him away? Was it me?
From my soul poured words that
were so passionate and so true
that I myself could scarcely believe
they belonged to me. Now, there is
nothing where once there was a fount.
Bring back my muse that held my heart
and inspired my soul!!! I demand his
return!!!!!
What have I done?
