HIDDEN PLACE
I dropped the covers
On living the life I never existed in
Shut the doors and hid
It never crossed his mind
I lived in that cozy little inn
A place imaginary but real
Door creaked
Pulled fiercely
Frowns of laughter
Filled the town
Misery called his name
Stigma pushed him out
Anger and Strength walked in hand-in-hand
Fingers became brave
Courage now my feet
Door smashed and I walked through
I tore the covers
As I laughed
The world I knew was shocked to see
The rainbow I came to be
Written by Richard Moore
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12 Comments
Gad
June 14, 04:59Nice and positively optimistic
pete
June 14, 05:18my thoughts exactly
Dennis Macaulay
June 14, 06:04Poetry? Lemme just sip my coffee
pinkpanthertb
June 14, 06:08Because?
pete
June 14, 06:35everybody is not cut out to understand poetry
Max
June 14, 09:34Yeah Pete.. Especially hoes 🙂
Lothario
June 14, 10:23Lol…. Really?
Sinnex
June 14, 06:50Short but apt.
This is the dream of almost all gay men. To live a life devoid of inhibitions.
ronniephoenix
June 14, 08:19Reblogged this on ronniephoenix's Blog.
sinnex
June 14, 10:24Short but apt.
This is what most gays in Nigeria dream about. To live a life without inhibitions.
Flakes
June 14, 12:20Nice!
Tobby
June 15, 15:51Yay!. Let’s all become rainbows.