Songs of a Silent World, an original poem by me about me


 In my head drift the songs of a silent world

where an artist reigns, his wings unfurled.

He stands there observing his kingdom alone

and faces his troubles head-on from a throne.


Yet not once does he feel forlorn

despite many meetings alone adjourned.

From mountains to dust

From dreams to stone.

He's seen destruction, survived and grown


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