POETRY – RANDOM THOUGHTS
This reflection is a sign…
This is the voice of the night…
And now it’s time for you to take hold…
Of the mysteries of this marvelous life….
We walk this walk as if we’re ghosts…
But our presence is truly meaningful…
Emerged in the misery and its evil…
We are the scribers of the world’s pain…
Look into the mirror…
And see our souls are crying….
We must keep the faith …
though we are tired of trying….
Shouldn’t stop writing
Because of anyone
Hmmm…
Tell me what you see…
Do you understand me now?
Consider this the time …
Our words could start a movement.
Write what we see in our lives
This is our chance; we best not blow it
We know the pain but don’t condone it
We are the scribers of the world’s pain…
If only our words
Could truly shape our fate
Happiness comes to those
Who keeps the faith.
Maybe it’s time…
Find the peace again.
Deep with yourself
Find the peace within
It’s a voice
We were chosen to write
Let me tell you
There are the worst things in life
We need to shed our masks to truly bring the light
Look into the mirror…
And see our souls are crying….
We must keep the faith …
though we are tired of trying….
Shouldn’t stop writing
Because of anyone
Hmmm…
Tell me what you hear…
Do you see me now?
Mangus Khan 