Invisible Ink

Beautiful moment when you sit alone to read His Words and it's like He is right there with you revealing deep secrets that never occurred to you before!

The rhetorical allegory of this poem

Hidden messages between the lines

Untold secrets that stare at you from open pages

yet lie unseen

Invisible to your undiscerning mind

Art as an abstract in its purest

Painted by the minds deepest emotions

Screams of the artist that go unheard

Yet with such ambiguous interpretations of the reader

It still satisfies the thirsty mind

Bleeding pages of an empty book

Marked leaves bear the scars of the wise

Experience teaches and yet none listen

Wise words get lost in the translation of torn pages

Burning into the memories of ancient history

Exposing the deepest desires of the reader

Shattering the mask of the pretender

Laying bare the cravings of the innate man...

on a platter of illusions that whisper the truth...

between strung out alphabets and letters

I love the encapsulation of HIS poems

How perceived intelligence and discerning

Is shattered behind the prison bars of the silent writer

Giving script chores in parables to the persistent listener

To unlock subliminal messages that may never heard