The Voice in my Ear

Barefoot walking under the watery morning Sun,

Silence surrounding the company I keep,

Elevating slowly to the mountain cave,

Where soulful solace is mine to keep

I hear the voice in my ear

Candles lit in the cold black air

Like every morning for a thousand years

Sat in contemplation, meditation for me,

I feel my eyes welling to tears

I hear the voice in my ear

The murmur of prayers pour over me,

Washing away my years of strife,

This is the step I had to take,

To get control of my life

I hear the voice in my ear

Gentle memories come to my mind

I hear the voice in my ear

Distant voices my heart do bind

I hear the voice in my ear

Loved one's departed come kiss me goodbye

I hear the voice in my ear

Silence pervades my every being

I hear the voice in my ear.....

Aww fork this, I forking hate mosquitos and I can't concentrate, get the effin mossie out ma effin ear!!

With a slap, the voice ceases in my ear,

The Abbot looks sternly at the loss of life,

and whispers,

I would have done the same thing,

I effin hate mossies too.

Voices In My Ear,

Copyright theblether. That took me 5 minutes that did.

Yes I do not questioned that .......

Glegolo

What did I just read ?

Shame that one can't unread..................

I can visualize the OP munching on a packet of crisps as he was composing that....

And a bottle of Sangsom

Few bottles I was thinking..................

not sure what would require more booze, to write it or decide to share it

Better stick to haiku.

I can visualize the OP munching on a packet of crisps as he was composing that....

And a bottle of Sangsom

Few bottles I was thinking..................

Do you know about the famous drunken poets of China?

Very revered and celebrated over thousands of years.

They would get soused.