What are these
shadows in front of my eyes?
Perchance the light into a new day
A gleam of insight diminish my cries
Learning from pain pursuing its bray
Knowledge a struggle that's seeking to pay
Words upon words like baleful bloodhounds
Creative beggars in such disarray
Poetic ears keep echoing with sound
Shivering skin craves to dumfound
The immortalized name is what we seek
Oh, inspirations, those seeds that astound
To live forever in that one great shriek
Poem has spilled on dog-eared page
Capturing the senses it binds to assuage.
