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The book

The book

A Poem by Lola_Bee


And so they fall into all the lines that existed before them

All that has gone, all that has arrived, all that is to be

Is all that I ever get to see


One line, two lines, they all sound the same

Back and forth I am always the one to blame

Read these blank pages or

Fill them with ink

Write my name in shame then read aloud before I sink


For my dreams are not written, nor immortalized

None on this paper to realize or analyze

Hidden, for some poor souls would never discover

This book unlike any other, has too many pages to uncover


Those who choose to read without unconditional acceptance

will never see the true meaning of each sentence

© 2018 Lola_Bee

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i agree..we are not "open books" are we ... we are much better at protective hiding ...and as i think about it is probably something that is necessary as we encounter so many people each and every day ... it is a very special thing to have a true friend ...i also thought about one's diary or journal .. deeply personal and rarely shared .. or one's secret poetry ..never written..just whispered into the winds and ether ... really fine pic to go with your poem as well..

Posted 4 Weeks Ago

The deeper sense and thought that has gone into this poem is truly remarkable.

Posted 4 Weeks Ago

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Added on January 25, 2018
Last Updated on January 25, 2018



Cape Town, South Africa

just a young soul wondering through the authenticity of Life and the love, hope & trouble accompanied by it. more..

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A Poem by Lola_Bee