The Creator

When the eyes have no light
when ears have no sound
then takes flight
the human mind

lets go out to find
the creator
you remind
Created us

him the lover thus
deaf
and her the beautiful
blind

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

Comments

I like this...

carry on! More of this, please. ~ Gee.
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Thanks Gee

I have posted another shorter one

same title
but in Caps

A little mix up

please see if it now looks
Good

Thanks

I was a bit confused

darkness time
half blind fully deaf

re ed it

it's good.... but would you like to read one here now I compose

The Last Bugle
Seeing the agitated trumpeter
in one's eyes came a tear
the fourth time at a stretch today
the last bugle did he play
sad day
so many passed away
an unfortunate unexpected day
today

We were though unconsciously waiting
for their last day
sad all went away in one day

(Time limit can't post it yet---Alan)

Less said better understood

I get easily misunderstood