Words of silence echo
in a room filled with his emptiness,
the hollow nature of an emotion unexplored.
Gently, she presses for higher inspiration
in a poet who has known only the void
of loneliness, lost in the spaces between
where dreams of love and hate collide.
Where strength finds itself overturned by confusion
as words seek release from a feeble tongue
and the greatest of inspiration
lingers radiantly before him,
and yet so far away...
Keith E. Sparks Jr.
Copyright © 2004
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