James Williams

" If I take care of today...take care of it well...then tommorow will take care of itself." J.Williams "Umm...poetry is when a feeling creates a thought, meets expression,gets introduced to words and then...greets a page." Pillow II As this ink leaks from my pen And spills onto this page It is difficult for me to describe My true feelings or what I really have to say… I sit back and watch others indulge in conversations about Love, trust, and what their hearts been through But all I hear are sentences filled with “umms” and “likes” Makes me wonder What their tongue and mind goes through… As this ink leaks from my pen And spills onto this page It is difficult for me to describe My true feelings or what I really have to say… I always wondered what I would find by looking into someone’s eyes The window to their soul That’s where the truth That’s where no lies can be told…supposedly Its interesting to see that the innocence of one Can be seen while asleep When the eyes are closed When the windows can no longer be seen I wonder If it is then That the words that are not spoken are heard so clear The clouds of confused feelings Just disappear Maybe… So they say…eyes are the windows to the soul Then maybe true life begins when we dream When innocence begins…when these windows are closed… Maybe As the ink leaks from my pen And spills onto this page It is difficult for me to describe My true feelings or what I really have to say… For some reason I feel alone…but with a crowd of people who think the same But for now I will just close my eyes And think about it Until the next day… Goodnight….