Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2020
we all have songs
we can’t sing
out loud
they speak for us
they feel for us
they have the
softest hands
that reach so deep
they know things
about us
we don’t want others
to know
they can rip us
apart from the first
note
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
  238
         ju, Terence Chinnery, Word farer, 2024, Ariana Solo and 73 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems