ELOQUENT THINKERS ™

What does the future hold Same question goes for ages untold Would my life be better If I'm a voracious reader ?

 Most times when I feel down I seek out a lifeline I hope to get help A way out of the mess

I wish to write But then my emotions are down I wish to fly Yet I don't see myself high

One steely night, I walked Past our "holy" church I doubt it has borne a cross I wonder why I have such thoughts

Yes! we stay miles apart But hearing from you, my heart starts To dream of you is the best part But having you, my life kick-starts. I wonder, can I make it rain For she who is my everything? Shes loyal! not but to a fault In every word she says, I put my trust

I sit when I want to write you Yet know not I from whence The words start flowing through How I write, I know not when To write words of poetry Isn't easy for an artist in pottery