A Fear Through Words Poem by Matthew Holloway

A Fear Through Words



It is through fear I write this
Through fear I dare not speak these words
Or name the muse of who I pen them to
I hold a gentle and honest love to my heart
Such a love as yet untried and unknown
What good are my words when I cannot speak them
To my muse so beautiful so sweet, so divine
I fear I may lose them so completely
That I stay silent, bide my words so well
And watch with abject despair
My muse, object of my whole desire
Grow more distant with each passing day
And I fear I may lose all together
By speaking these words, these cursed words
I asked myself once, what I search for
Is it what I want or what I need in life
And there I saw my muse, a world of beauty
More than I could imagine or ask for
A gentle heart and loving nature
Those warm soothing eyes I look to
Do not see me as I would wish
I fear if they were to, see my innermost soul
My passion and my love for them
They would turn away and be lost completely
Which is why I write with fear
These words I dare not speak

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chris G. Vaillancourt 07 May 2014

Flawless cadence in every single line here..Very wonderful work

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Mihaela Pirjol 07 March 2014

Your sweet words written, reflects the way I feel sometimes when I write.Great poem Matthew!

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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

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