Oh poor soul of mine.
Oh how I strive everyday to delve into thy mystery ,
To chisel my form to thine perfection
and expectation.
Who am I truly?
For every time I close my eyes
to touch your essence,
the further away you are to reach.
Deeper it is you sink
Harder it is to comprehend
What I must do?
How must I toil?
To get to that point
Where I will converse with you
And ask you about the mysteries that plague me.
In my mind, I feel you are that part,
That lost puzzle piece
And I go by each day
hoping to fill the void someday.
About the Creator
Isabelle™ Yefon
I'm a writer, Poet, Jurist and activist.
I have published a book on Amazon, titled, Nailah Dado and the White Man's Bread.
Anticipating publishing another soon.
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