Jot down the thought less you forget
Writings of life no time to rest
The time is now so breathe real deep
The moment brief, a date to keep
We think of things that may just jar
Of sentiment that hides a scar
Yet others write to just proclaim
Their place in words. seconds of fame
It's words their own that paint a scene
Of yesterdays and secret dreams
Scribbled in order, some not so clear
Erased old thoughts, birthing their fears
The Poet writes what some may miss
In lives once filled of loving bliss
Of nightmares dreamt with no reason
Rhyming at times some not in season
Letters forming what comes to mind
Action written frozen in time
To seal into all those who read
Their work of love, verbally all fed
Poets a breed all their own
Some work abstract some thoughts condoned
For words are cheap but let them steal
Moments readers some fail to feel